She's distracted for a minute by the jolting realization that yes, he's armed and no, he doesn't have a uniform to explain it. Which means Han gets an equally long stare with a slightly different focus. When she finally does notice the look she's getting in return, she flushes more at the attention from a handsome stranger than any embarrassment.

Well, mostly at that. An all-concealing bodysuit isn't the most standout costume around here after all, even if it's just the inner lining of a proper suit. And she was perfectly satisfied with that rationale until she realized she was surrounded by (probable) real people who came properly dressed.

"I understood that part." She folds her arms, glances over her shoulder at the Ghost floating nearby. It's not intervening, and she's... fairly sure it would if it thought she was making a mistake in talking to this guy.

Her life is so full of unknown quantities suddenly. It's actually kind of fun.

"And- uh, you are...?" she asks, switching her attention back to Han.