[ shoots him an icy glare . playful , almost . but only almost . ]
don’t even think about it — i’m clearly in no state to .
[ slams the tea cup down on the nearest surface before gesturing to himself . ]
. . but i’d still beat your ass .
hm . .
stalking me like always , huh ? and giving me advice ? are you . . showing concern for me ?
geez , where’s the real han and what did you do to him ?
more of a knives guy , huh .
[ he takes another , longer sip , sighing as his muscles relax . he still , however , takes extra care not to spill the tea and burn himself ]
. . well , it tastes nice . thank you .
poison is boring ? hah . .
[ takes the cup in his hands and swirls the liquid around , inspecting it before finally taking a sip ]
honestly ? i took you more for a coffee guy .



