No, [ firm. despite the limited space, han is on his feet. not angry yet, though the sharpness of his assertion would make anyone unfamiliar with him think so. ]

You think if I only cared about Luke, I'd go back? [ he points out as if bb-8 will come chirping around the corner. ] I had the droid! I could have pulled it apart for the map, stuffed the rest of it in a pod and shipped it back to Jakku! Let the Resistance and the First Order waste their time looking.

[ he lets his arm drop with a tired sigh. his exhaustion is bone-deep and not for the amount of running he has had to do in the last twenty-four hours. ]

I went back because it was time for me to go home.