Han threw his daughter his best rogue's grin. "Oh, you know me. I always like to go try the local poisons. I mean, the local cuisine."
Leading the way onto the ship, he directed Jacen to put Jaina down in the medical bunk. He tried to hide the dark feeling of despair. While he had been frozen in carbonite, Luke had lay in this exact bunk after a similar vicious duel with Vader. Missing a hand. Vader seemed willing to do anything to anyone. Except his family. He might hack off limbs, torture, and otherwise hurt them, but he never hurt family. It was a weird contradiction.