Leia watched with a mixture of peculiar amusement and unmatched dread as both of the men she loved gave her the exact same expression of disbelief and incredulity. Luke's permeating presence emanated a shock wave that could have knocked her down, and the thunderstruck expression on Han's face was almost laughable. But Leia was in no mood to laugh. She was too busy trying to sort out an appropriate response to what would no doubt be a barrage of questions and demands. It was Han who recovered his tongue first, sputtering and astounded, “What?” “No,” Han told her firmly. “Leia! What's going on?”