"Well, there weren't exactly a lot of options," Jyn deadpanned, then shot him a wry smile. "As you may have noticed—" With her free hand, she gestured toward the empty sky above them. "—Not much air traffic here." That had been one of the strangest things about it, in her earliest days here. The resulting quiet was almost unnerving.

"So, the ship," she continued, "the Millennium Falcon, which is maybe the stupidest name for a ship I've ever heard. Apparently, some time after us, Leia got married, and the ship was her husband's? But that's still not how I wound up with it."