Her heart clenched when Han's voice suddenly asked what was going on, but when she tried to formulate an answer, she felt as if she was struggling to breathe through wet wool. All she could manage was that she wanted to be alone. He pressed her for a while, then almost walked away while she stood staring at the indigo sky, but his footsteps halted and he returned. She felt a cold rush of air in her lungs as he apologized.

"Hold me," she entreated, almost hurling herself into his arms—the one place she knew that she was human.