What is this that Han was seeing?
What on Earth was happening right now?
"But you would always keep me at a distance! You always draw the line!"
Han hid himself in the shadows, at the back of his room. He didn't want to be found. The situation was calling for him to just sit on the floor, open the door slightly, letting his ears do all the work.
Chris shook his head as a response, "No. You were the one who always drew the line."
Drawing the line?
What kind of lines were they talking about? The lines that once existed between them? Or the ones that had been erased? That was what Han was confused about.
"What? I never---"
"Even last night, all you could do was try to say and express your feelings,"
Han's eyes widened in surprise, expressing their feelings?
Was Han getting it right?
Is someone professing his love to someone?
Isn't this getting too dangerous than he expected?
