[there's a bit of silence. the line's open, han's just...trying to figure out what to say. he can't guess at their shared history if ren doesn't want to share it, and he can't physically track ren down to lay a hand on his shoulder or something. he didn't feel particularly useless sitting in his cell until just now and he's not sure how to handle it. he wants to word things right, but turning it over and over in his mind is getting frustrating so in the end, after an extended silence, it's something somewhat muted but entirely honest that comes out.]
So there's somethin' between us. Don't change the fact that you're my kid.
[that's all there is to it, really. even if he got really, really angry at ren he would still be han's. no take-backs.]
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So there's somethin' between us. Don't change the fact that you're my kid.
[that's all there is to it, really. even if he got really, really angry at ren he would still be han's. no take-backs.]