Whooooo. Now there was the six million credit question.
"Leia." He took her other hand, looking at her seriously. "If we weren't here; if this was still Endor, I'd be wanting to do the same thing. Just..." He'd been living such a different life than this up until now. How did you declare your love to someone anyway? It wasn't like he had practice.
"I want you." In basically every way. He just couldn't put it into any sort of eloquent phrasing. Han wasn't exactly a poet. "I want this." He squeezed their hands.
She seemed to be looking for something, but he didn't know how to express it right.