GUMMI ROUTE - ESCAPE TO YAVIN IV

[iknow]

[How the hell they made it out of that battle station alive is beyond him, but Han knows one thing's for certain - they're still not out of the woods just yet. The Falcon's scanners have picked up a small squadron of TIEs in hot pursuit. Never a dull moment.

He pulls himself away from the cockpit, leaving Chewie to tend to the controls, and makes his way to the gun well. First stop, though, is the cabin just adjacent to it. The ship's got two turrets, which means he's going to need a buddy for this one. But Chewie's still piloting the ship, the droids won't be too much help in a fight like this, and Luke's off in the corner still moping with the Princess. Which leaves...]

Hey. Junior.

[...the other kid that their ragtag group just recently picked up. Han strides towards Ventus, tossing a pair of dirty old pilot's gloves into the boy's lap.]

You're with me. Come on.

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[taketwoadults]

[Ven always liked to help. It was in his nature and one of the hardest things for him to understand was what he was supposed to do with himself when someone refused that help. The moment he was taken aboard the Falcon he was told that under no circumstances should he touch anything that looked remotely important.

Everything looked important to Ven.

There were buttons, switches, lights, and all sort of things that he hadn't the slightest clue how to operate all over the place. So, he sat, fidgeted, wondered, and asked more questions than anyone wanted to answer (so they often went unanswered).

He's surprised when Han comes to find him. Confused when he throws a pair of gloves onto his lap. Absolutely bewildered when he tells him that he wants him to help him.

But Ven likes to help. He wants to help. Wants to be useful to this incredibly kind group of people who picked him up. So he stands up with a wide grin as he pulls on the gloves, nodding his head.]

Right!