AN: Happy Monday. :)
"Dad?"
Han looked up.
Jaina sat, legs stretched out in front of her, leaning against the steel wall of the Falcon's forward hold. Forehead was creased in concentration as she swapped out fuses on the control panel.
"Mmm?"
"Would you love me if I wasn't a Jedi?"
"Of course I would."
She looked sideways at him, as if suspecting a trap.
"I will always love you. Even if you're a Sith Lord."
"A Sith Lady." Jaina corrected.
"Always."
She nodded, satisfied, and went back to her task.