While Leia is in the other room taking a shower, Han says in a low voice: “Hey. It’s you and me, kid. Whole damn galaxy against us but we’ll make it through okay. I’m not always gonna be the best dad—c’mon, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing here. I can barely take care of myself. But I’ll always keep us pointed in the right direction… even if we zig and zag a little to get there. There’s your first lesson: sometimes doing the right thing doesn’t mean following a straight line. Sometimes you gotta—” He takes his hand and gestures with it like it’s a fish swimming this way and that, left and right and up and down. “Don’t tell your mother I said that.”
I like to imagine Kylo has a bunch of useless scoundrel-y type skills that he pretends he doesn’t have, like he’s actually a really good shot and great at picking locks and occasionally when the First Order raids smuggling vessels for supplies he’ll do a personal sweep of the vehicle, sigh heavily and bang on a certain interior panel so the *really* good stuff will fall out.
After reading the novel and Leia remembering how Baby Ben wanted to be so much like his dad I had to finish an old sketch. It was to match this one I did of Han and wee Ben from years back.