"We hit something and it knocks the grav spanners loose, you'll be glad you have that on."

No, he's not going to explain why.

Unless Ben asks.

Han's not wearing his seatbelt. In fact, he's up again and wandering around the cockpit. Flicking switches again.

"General, you're clear," the comm crackles. "Expected return time?"

He slides back into the seat and hits the button. "Ah, just taking her out for another test run, see if I managed to fix the hyperdrive engine I blew last time out or if she needs more work. Won't be too long."

"Have a safe flight sir."

"Yeah."

He rolls his neck around and then takes control of the stick, leaning very, very gently on the throttle.

It's like they're floating (because they are) towards those big open doors.