[It catches her unaware and unexpecting like she's been looking behind her and running, turning just in time to smack her face into something solid. It's a strange thing to be asked. First Finn who says anything that comes to his mind, and now Han Solo who-- well, who doesn't seem the type to ask how someone is every day. The shock of it has something close to honest popping out of her mouth:]
My head's killing me. [Blurts it out and then opens her mouth like she might say something else - doesn't know what - before her brain catches up with her mouth. She corrects herself, catches whatever it is before it slides past her tongue.] But I'm-- fine.
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My head's killing me. [Blurts it out and then opens her mouth like she might say something else - doesn't know what - before her brain catches up with her mouth. She corrects herself, catches whatever it is before it slides past her tongue.] But I'm-- fine.