Han is sitting in the cockpit alone staring out into space when Leia comes in.
Leia, "Han?"
Han turns to see Leia and turns back around.
Leia sits down in Chewbacca's chair. "Hey. Are you okay? You haven't said anything since you and Chewie got back."
Han looks at Leia. "I'm fine. You okay?"
Leia nods. "What happened back there?"
Han sits up in his chair. "Jack's dead. That ship is not going anywhere without some major repairs."
Leia, "And?"
Han glances at Leia. "The ship was Jabba's"
Leia, "Oh."
Han, "I'll never be able to come up with enough money to satisfy Jabba for this. I'm a dead man walking."
Leia, "If you stay with the Alliance, we can protect you."
Han, "What? Hide out?"
Leia, "Don't look at it like that. You're a valuable asset and we need you."
Han looks back to Leia. "I'll think about it."
Leia smiles and then quickly becomes somber. "Han?"
Han, "Yeah."
Leia looks down. "There are some things that I had rather no one know about."
Han looks at Leia. "Like?"
Leia. "What happened to me on the Death Star, what you witnessed in that cell and the nightmares."
Leia struggles. "I told high command what they needed to know. I don't want them or my father to know…"
Han nods still looking at Leia. "I won't tell a sole."
Leia is still looking down. "Thank you."
Han looks back to the stars. "You had better tell Chewie."
Leia looks at Han. "Tell Chewie what?"
Han, "Not to tell your father."
Leia looks at Han. "He can't understand…"
Han, "I overheard your father and Chewie having a conversation on our way back from Tatooine. He was trying to get Chewie to tell him all my dirty little secrets."
Leia, "And what did he tell my father?"
Han gives her a lopsided grin. "Nothing a princess should hear."
Leia smiles. She looks a little disappointed.