"I said we'd meet her in Central Park after I'd taken the time to talk to you about...all this. So as soon as we've finished here. Which I guess is now." Leia bit the inside of her lip, looking vulnerable--not something she let happen often, but there was no point in hiding things from Han. He saw through her no matter what face she wore. She was never sure if it was comforting or infuriating that he could do that. Probably both. "Is there any way I can make it up to her, do you think?"