Rey, Finn, Han Solo, and Chewbacca have sat down from a not-so-discreet entrance into Maz Kanata’s bar.
BB-8 gurgles and tweeps.
“A map. To Skywalker himself!” Maz Kanata chortles, “You are right back in the mess!” She laughs at Han.
“Maz, I need you to get this droid to Leah.” Han calmly replies, ignoring her mirth.
“Hmmm…. No. You’ve been running away from this fight for too long.” Maz decides, followed by gentle words of wisdom in an alien language.
What HAS Han been doing for 30 years? Apparently he and Leah didn’t live happily ever after. Apparently a son happened in there somewhere. Was there some happily after other that was lost with Jedi training? Was that son – Ben – the difference, the reason for separate ways?
Or is it once a rogue, always a rogue for Han? Princess Leah has become General Leah. Are there some roles we play when the going gets tough? Do the roles suit us or do they merely allow us to continue through the pain?
What happiness have you set aside? What mess do you need to stop running from?