Han threw his hands up in a gesture equal parts befuddlement and aggravation. "That was pretty much it. The Falcon landed in the desert here, out of gas and apparently out of our time." In an instant, he remembered Jaina. How the hell could he explain that?
Eh. Later.
"And look, don't get me wrong, I wish the hairball was here. But it was you I missed." He couldn't quite let her go. Not just yet. "How about Luke and Lando and the rest? Did we really stop the Empire?" It was likely too soon for a complete victory, but it was a hell of a start. He wasn't still cautious, he was a smuggler after all, but he knew this was her life's passion.