"You will." Han insists. The Millenium Falcon's Captain hasn't forgotten the promise he made to help get a Polar Bear in space. "Where'd you wanna go? Just ... any old space or d'you wanna see sumthing seps- ... pes-"

He's trying to say specific, but it doesn't want to come out right now. "... somewhere ya had in mind."

Han will take a drink of water and another couple of bites of food. He nods his agreement in the way he learned how to fly being analogous to the way Ice learned how to cook. That seems pretty likely. "I'll make sure ya know. Before I leave."