Han takes a moment to really eye the kid. Really look at him. It's starting to bother him that he doesn't know who this young man is, although, he's getting kind of used to earthlings recognizing him because of that damn movie ... still. This doesn't feel like that.

It's more like that feeling when you're looking at a person you should know, but are drawing a blank anyway.

Han takes his boots off the table and finishes chewing the eggs that he's working on. He even sets the plate aside.

"Okay, what is it? You've seen the ... movie? You might think you know me, but you don't. I'm not that guy."