Endor
Han took Leia's hand and leaded her straight to a wooden house. It was leaning dangerously with the wind.
Night was still young, and Luke probably talked with his father, Obi-wan and Yoda.
"We shouldn't do it here." Whispered Leia, when Han kissed her neck.
"C'mon, nothing will happen."
Thirty years later, Starkiller Base
"I'm being torn apart. I want to be free of this pain." Said trembling, deep voice of their son, "I know what I have to do, but I don't know if I have a strength to.
And Han Solo knew exactly what he shouldn't have done.