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"Jaina? Are you in here?" he called in a low voice, stepping into the darkened interior of the Falcon's mainhold. There was no answer, but without the usual engine hum, which had surrounded him for the better half of his life, Han could pick out the faint hitched breathing from the forward cargo hold.
"Why are you hiding in here?" He asked, stepping slowly into the awkward space.
"I'm not hiding. I never hide."
"Okay," Han said slowly, sitting down beside his daughter. "So, then, why are you sitting here alone in the dark, when no one knew where you had gone?"
"I was hiding." she whispered softly.
"Okay."
"Don't tell anyone, okay?"
"I wont."