Chewie.

“Well, you are tiny compared to the… normal you. But at least your hairstyle seems to be the same.” Han tried to make a joke mainly to maybe ease up that rather awkward situation again for them both. “So, just for the record - we are on a planet named Earth, the Falcon is gone, and you are suddenly human. Anything else I need to add before I just might go insane over this all?”

“Fair enough.  But it doesn’t matter how tall I am, call me tiny again and I’ll rip your arm out of its socket.”  Chewie let out a chuckle.  Obviously he didn’t mean it, that was just his sense of humor.  “I guess that’s something I should be thankful for.”  He nodded his head.  “That’s about it.  But the kid, Luke, he’s here too.  So at least we have someone else.”

Han’s jaw dropped. There was no way the other could know all those things if he would not be Chewie. Or so he was hoping, at least. “Chewie…. but, how? You are tiny, and your fur is gone, and you are a human, and… how the fucking shit is that even possible?!?” If he had not been close to freak out before, Han for sure was it now. This just couldn’t be….and yet this man was standing there, knowing things that only Chewie could know.

“I’m not tiny!  I’m still taller than you.”  Chewie shook his head.  He wasn’t much taller than the other man, only a few inches compared to the foot or so that he used to have on him.  “I don’t know.  I just... woke up like this.  I’ve never seen anything like it, but I don’t like it.”  Despite the crazy situation, Chewie managed to keep a calm demeanor, even if he was terrified.

“Well, for the start, you could tell me where the Falcon is.” Even when the man knew his name, Han still refused to believe the man in any way. “And then, maybe you also know who’d hired us to bring them to Alderaan  a while ago?” because, different from his name, that was nothing the other could simply guess. Or so Han thought at least.

“If I knew, do you think we’d just be standing here talking about it?  I want to get back to the ship just as much as you do.”  Chewie sighed.  “We were in the cantina on Tatooine and Kenobi hired us to take him, Luke, and the two droids to Alderaan.”

“You mean the Christmas lights?” Annabeth asked back, turning her head to face the man with slightly furrowed eyebrows. She for sure had no nerves to deal with Christmas right now, especially since it was already over again, anyway. At least from what she knew. “They are only decorations. Little light bulbs, nothing more. Why do you ask?”

“What’s Christmas?”  Chewie asked, brow furrowed together.  He celebrated Life Day, which was similar to Christmas, but he’d never heard of the other holiday.  “I’ve never seen them before, that’s all.”

“Milky Way? Earth? I am sorry, but I have never heard of that, mate,” Han shook his head before bursting into laugher despite all the pain radiating through his body still. “Yeah, sure - you are Chewie. And I am the great  Galactic Emperor himself….” he laughed more before turning all serious again. “Seriously, are you trying to make a fool out of me here, or what?”

“You don’t need my help to look like a fool, Han.”  Chewie rolled his eyes.  This was exactly the kind of response he expected from the smuggler  “What do I have to do to prove it?  Tell you my whole life story?  Because it’s a long one, so you might as well get comfortable.”

“I believe those are what they call homing beacons, I THINK. It is for the air traffic to recognize the top of the building so it doesn’t run into it.” Luke probably had that name completely wrong and that definitely isn’t what a homing beacon was back home but this place offered a lot of different and unexpected things he was still getting used to himself. “They DO look like stars, don’t they? Makes me really miss being up there.” He sighed as he observed where the man was pointing to. If he wasn’t careful he could easily start really getting homesick.

“Thanks, kid.”  Chewie said instinctively, eyes widening soon after.  It was Luke, that much was undeniable, but just like Han, he was young again.  Young and unaware of everything that happened in the future.  “Well, once Han and I find the Falcon and get her fixed up, we’ll be back up there in no time.  I don’t wanna stay here any longer than I have to.”

Rubbing his neck, Han looked up when the man spoke. The face was nothing familiar to him, and still the other seemed to know who he was. “Yeah, that’s my name as far as I know,” he muttered, sitting there with crossed legs and trying to find his blaster at least, maybe. “And who are you? And, since we are already asking all the important questions, do you also know where I am here? Or why?”

“You aren’t going to believe me.”  Chewie replied.  Han was a stubborn man, so he doubted that he’d believe that his right-hand wookiee was now human.  Still, he’d always been honest with his friend, and that wasn’t going to end.  “We’re on Earth, in the Milky Way galaxy, I don’t know why, and...  It’s me.  Chewie.”