Han shrugs. In some moments, she feels exactly like the Natasha he's always been close to and in others ... she just doesn't. He might resent this nexus curse more than some of the others because it's making him unpack some of the feelings he's never really examined before.
"The hair is pretty good." He admits, not entirely realizing it could be modeled after his own. The suit is a little stuffy looking to him, but it's not like he understands earth fashion. She's got nothing to worry about from a visual inspection as far as he can figure.
His face quickly turns to stone when she mentions the phrase Human Trafficking. Which is kind of unsettling from someone as expressive as Han normally is.
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on 2017-07-20 10:52 pm (UTC)"The hair is pretty good." He admits, not entirely realizing it could be modeled after his own. The suit is a little stuffy looking to him, but it's not like he understands earth fashion. She's got nothing to worry about from a visual inspection as far as he can figure.
His face quickly turns to stone when she mentions the phrase Human Trafficking. Which is kind of unsettling from someone as expressive as Han normally is.
"You're talking about slaves."