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Han:
Princess, what do you have against me? Sure I love to get under your skin. It's entertaining. Your dark eyes fire up and you raise your chin defiantly. You gave me a look that would pin a lesser man to the wall. To bad it doesn't faze me, Your Highness.
You know, Princess, I really don't know why I stay on this freezing god-forsaken planet. Heaven knows I could be elsewhere making money, not having to put up with you; but I stay. Is it your Rebellion? Maybe, I hate the Empire, but somehow that's not it. I can tell you one thing though, Princess, it's sure not because of you.
I do respect you though, Your Highness. It takes a lot of grit and guts to take on the Empire. I don't know if you'll win in the end or not, but I know you'll put up a whale of a fight.
In all the missions we've been on together in the last three years, you've shown your not weak. You don't give up and neither do I. Maybe that's why we rub each other wrong.
I'd never tell you this, Princess, but I find you attractive. Physically, yes; but you have a stong spirit I admire more.
I guess I'll stick around, but it's not for you, Highness, definitely not for you.