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This is level three.

This is the seventh door on the left.

This is Esfir's door.

Esfir's door is locked.

Esfir is very busy.

And Esfir's door is not sound-proof.

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"I'm used to feeling things when I fly," she says, carefully banging in the nails. "In A-wings, you can dampen it...but I don't."

Those who do are idiots, as far as she is concerned.

"But, it's...odd. I don't understand how it works. The gravity. On Earth, they were talking and having ideas, and there were things about having the space station rotating, so you use the centrifugal force. And when I fly to Moon, I have no gravity. But, on Liberty and you Falcon, I can walk and don't have to push off the walls."

"Right. It's like an energy field, I guess. Creates a space around the transmitter that allows everything within that space to feel the effects transmitted akin to gravity. It's adjustable. Some planets have a stronger pull than others and it can affect different species in different ways."

Han hands her nails as she needs new ones.

"The Liberty, and Home One...the Calamari are good shipbuilders," he says. "They know what they're doing. I can't really explain...the technology is different from builder to species to specific model of ship."

"At least that makes sense."

Beat.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome."

Han smiles a little.

"You know, I hear they have a library here too."

"They...oh, yes. They do. I'm just not used to the idea of giving books back."

Sneaky glance.

"Well I don't think they'd notice if some went...borrowed for a long time."

"True enough."

Stealing? What stealing?

"Besides, it's not like you aren't planning on giving it back eventually."

A beat.

"Hell, I got parts of the Falcon that I'll give back...eventually."

She laughs.

"Exactly."

Han smiles, a little to himself.

"Eventually. I don't plan on losing her anytime soon."

"Of course not. How, um, how much did she cost?"

Han smiles a little. "I won her, actually."

Esfir pauses.

"...won her?"

"Card game. Tournament."

Suddenly, she grins.

"Why am I not surprised."

"Because you know me."

"I know enough not to be surprised," she corrects. Then she puts her hammer down and scouts back.

"What do you think? It'll hold some of my books?"

"I think you should quit your day job..."

Off her look of are you kidding me?! he grins and shakes his head.

"[Very good.]"

This gets a pleased smile.

"[Good. More tomorrow.]"

Beat.

"Suit still stuck on?"

"...I caught 'good', there."

Han attempts...and manages to peel off the jacket!

"More tomorrow," she translates as her smile widens. "Well, now..."

"Two for two?"

The tie takes a bit of work, but that gets thrown away with the jacket, and he rubs his neck gratefully. "Force, I can breathe again."

"Not a fan of ties, then?" Esfir asks, leaning over to pick it up.

"Not unless you're a fan of ties."

She wraps it around one hand, pulling it tight with the other for a moment and then letting it go slack.

"They can be interesting. Sometimes."