action;
Han is still jealous of Luke just for being close to Leia in a way he can't be, so it isn't like he has much room here on the other side of it. Hasn't stopped him yet, though, and he watches the kitten run off hoping it won't be too much of a problem later on.
And he can't stay very mad at a cat, even a cat that apparently hates him, when he knows what the other options for her loneliness were.
"I like it--," as he leans over to kiss her temple. "Him. And I'll like him better when he doesn't have a target on my head."