Han's lips have likely settled into that self-satisfied look he so often has. Well, it's the look he usually has before things start going to hell on him. That happens far too often for his liking.

Still, you have to take the time to appreciate when things are working out and they have been with Bryn so far.

"Was more the wrist." Han clarifies. He waggles the fingers of his left hand idly and then rolls in a clockwise motion as well as a counter-clockwise motion. "A surgical droid put a plate in it and some screws. Fully healed, but still working on hand drills to regain speed and strength in the joints"

Which is archaic compared to what they can do at home, but he'd have to imagine there's no need for a huge amount of bacta in a place that has an AV field.