Han found Chewie sewing material together.

"What the hell are you doing?" Han asked.

-I'm making her some new clothes-

"She has clothes!"

-Diamond can't keep wearing those, they're all torn and dirty-

"Diamond?" Han asked confused

-That's her name- Chewie answered.

Han slapped his hand on his forehead. "Chewie you're not supposed to know its name. Once you know its name you start to like it,"

-I do like her-

"Am I missing something," Diamond asked, yawning walking into the room.

-Oh hey, honey-

"Honey?" Han repeated, but he was distracted by the look of sadness in Diamond's eyes, "What's your problem?"

"Actually I came her because I – I.....had a ...bad dream about my family," she said in a soft, depressed voice.

"Oh, boo-hoo runt!" Han whispered.

-Awwww...Why don't you sleep with me tonight? I'm turning in anyway- Chewie told her smiling.

"Alright," Diamond cheered, and ran back to the cabin.

"You're letting her sleep with you?!" Han asked in disbelief.

-Han we need to make her feel welcome- he told his friend walking away.

"Pushover!" Han yelled after him.