There was a huge difference between working as a commercial airline pilot (or being a huey pilot in the Air Force, for that matter) and being a galactic smuggler in space, but a lifelong love of flying was a constant for both of them. They had both grown up looking into the sky and knowing that was where they belonged. It was nice that certain things were a constant.

“Got his own ship, huh?” He sounds like he’s not surprised by that fact. “I’d be willing to bet he loves it a lot, but I wouldn’t bet on it being the thing he loves most.”

He smiles just slightly at Leia when he says it. It seemed like too much to say more and they were still young and hard headed. Both of them. But if their futures lines up the way he thinks it does? Well, he knows that there will come a point where the ship isn’t the thing he loves best.