If goodness grows, then she might be exactly the kind of person he needs to nurture it. She has certainly proven that she is capable of guarding and tending to sensitive life while it's still trying to take root. Han is happy for her attention and for the smiles that touch the bright of her eyes.

"Maybe not."

He's not going to argue with her on that point - she knows her friends better than he does. The Corellian simply knows that if he was the one left to just ... understand that she was gone without a proper goodbye, he'd be hurt. A part of him wonders if she thinks it's a good thing that she doesn't feel the need to shelter him from the goodbye the way she wants to for some others.

As long as she doesn't think that he cares less, he supposes it's not a bad thing per se. At any rate, his hand is once again stroking over the small of her back.

"To the food? I was wondering about what grew best. A lot of the produce and these grains we don't have at home ..."