Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.
"Don't be scared of it, I'm right here."
"I'm not scared." Han's small daughter tilted her chin up in a perfect imitation of her mother.
"Good girl. Now, to get a really accurate shot, take a deep breath, let it out slowly - that's right - and release the trigger softly." Jaina's mark hit perfectly. She looked up at her father, face alight and smiling. Han smiled back at her, hugging her to him. "Most of the time, you don't have time do be that controlled, but it's a good habit to get into. Wanna shoot another?"
"Yes!" Jaina lined up her next shot and fired again.
"Hello? I'm home! Han? Are you home?"
"In here!" He called to his wife as he reset another group of targets. Leia appeared in the doorway, glancing quickly from him, their daughter holding his too-large blaster and the targets.
"Han! She's six! She shouldn't be handling guns!"
"Of course she should be. She has to know how to fire them properly."
"Plus," Jaina added, taking careful aim at another target, squeezing one eye shut and firing. "It's awesome."