Han wasn't a bad person, but he wasn't a good person either. The whole crew were once criminals, for crying out loud. Since when had they ever been "good" people? But Han, whether good or bad, had never looked out for anything other than number one. Himself.
Then there was Dom. Then there was the crew. Then there was Gisele. Beautiful, perfect, fierce Gisele. And suddenly he found himself looking out for other people - specifically Gisele Harabo.
Then Han fell in love with Gisele Harabo.
There were no two ways about it. Roman had been more right than he knew.
Han was in love with Gisele Harabo
For a while, they were almost like a normal, functioning couple. They went and did things together. Talked about a shared future. He had her back and she had his too, in more ways than one and sometimes literally. And he had her back that day.
He had her hands on his.
And then, he didn't.
So surreal. Feeling her let go, seeing her take her gun out in mid air, a rehearsed reflex that came so naturally even though she was flying to her death.
He had. He didn't have. He had. He no longer has. Gisele Harabo.
He needs Gisele.
He lost Gisele.
And now, he needs to go to Tokyo.