Prompt: "Everything's okay, go back to sleep."
His gasping woke them both, though he knew Leia pretended to sleep while she assessed the situation. He tried to steady his breathing, pushing away the images that hung in the air long after he woke.
"Han?" she murmured, worried.
The relief that flooded over him hearing her voice surprised him. "Everything's okay," he said, still breathless, still choking on carbonite and smoke from Jabba's palace. "Go back to sleep."
She didn't, of course. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him, comforting him as he did on her worst nights. "I'm here, sweetheart," she murmured, and he could breathe again.