"No don't do this kid!" Han murmured, dropping too his knees next to Luke's face. He pulled Luke's body around so he was laying on his back.
"Come on kid! Give me a sign here." Luke moaned, and Han let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
"Come on kid. We'll take you back to the base and dump you into some bacta and you'll be good as new!" Han said with enough cheerfulness as he could muster.
The Tauntaun howled, and as Han looked up, it gave an antagonized cry before dropping dead to the ground.
"Crap." Han muttered.
He eyed the light saber attached to Luke's belt. As gently as he could, Han dragged the limp body of his friend over to where the Tauntaun lay dead. He needed to work quickly, before the Tauntauns corpse froze. Pressing the activation switch on Luke's lightsaber, Han cut through the Tauntauns belly and cleared out the insides, gently putting Luke inside the skin.
"I know it smells kid, but it will keep you warm." Han muttered, leaning on the Tauntaun, swiping at his nose before realizing that was terrible idea.
"Ugh. And I thought...they smelled bad...on the outside. Ugh."
Han gathered the emergency survival pack and began to set up the thermal tent.