I’ve been here for about a month. But the crazy thing is, I’ve been here before without having memories of it.

[ Han’s fingers dig into his scalp for a moment while he studies the other man on the screen.

No. He didn’t know the other. He couldn’t have forgotten that shock red hair if he had seen it before, but he did feel like he recognized something about the other man. The accent or perhaps the clothes? ]

Where you from, kid?