"Well, all right. You still have time, of course. Plenty of it. But you're always welcome to look me up if you want some breathing space. I have a spare room you can have." He won't push it more. Han won't trust it if he does.

He gestures at a diner they're nearly upon, fingers flicking and opening the door ahead of them. "This is the place. I'll redistribute some of my resources into a drink and a meal."