[Dead-ass silence falls in the wake of Ben almost calling him "Dad." From one man with daddy issues to another, it's a heavy yoke, even when it's hanging half-said in the air.

It's enough to snap him out of his frustration, anyway.]

Look, we got bigger fish to fry, here. Leia's off in the group that went and followed Fakey Mouse over there - if we don't get outta here, neither of us are gonna see her again. So we call a truce for now and...deal with it later. Alright?

[Look, he's even offering a handshake of truce.]