Jaina could tell why Han would have thought this was Tatooine. She hadn't been to the desert much. Her motorcycle kicked up dust along the packed road as she approached. She'd been second-guessing whether or not she should even go. Riding usually helped clear her head, but now it just reminded her of Harmony. Maybe this had been a bad idea. She'd lost so many people. Maybe it would be better just to hide herself in a cave and forget everyone else.
As soon as she saw the Falcon, though, she forgot everything else. She nearly spun off the road. She had to slow down and remind herself to keep breathing. It had been six years, but it seemed like a lifetime. Her childhood came rushing back to her. When she stopped her bike and pulled off her full face helmet, there were tears on her cheeks. It was a lot to take in. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again," she said quietly, her eyes on the ship.