[He's--actually surprised that she moves, and thus he hesitates for a moment before taking his seat. At least she seems to have figured out some the Falcon's fiddly bits. The smell of hyperfuel floods the old ship, a hiss echoing somewhere back behind them.
Ben reaches up to the landing gear to set them into space.]
You can angle the shields if you're that worried, instead of making me reach over you.
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[He's--actually surprised that she moves, and thus he hesitates for a moment before taking his seat. At least she seems to have figured out some the Falcon's fiddly bits. The smell of hyperfuel floods the old ship, a hiss echoing somewhere back behind them.
Ben reaches up to the landing gear to set them into space.]
You can angle the shields if you're that worried, instead of making me reach over you.