Droma smiled faintly. "What happened to the tab I was running for you?"

"Look, chum, humans don't believe in life debts. When somebody does us a favor, we return it and the slate's wiped clean. I help you locate your clanmates, then we both go our separate ways, understand?"

"As opposed to what - my flying around the galaxy with you in this relic?"

Han sniffed. "You weren't saying that when we went after Reck."

"I was just being polite. I had you figured for the type who'd be sensitive about his ship."

"Sure you did."

They fell into an awkward silence, which Droma broke. "I'll see to the power feeds." He had started for the stern when Han called out to him.

"Hey, Droma. We'll find your sister, you know." Han allowed a grin.

"Even if we have to search half the galaxy."