[Han and Leia witness the Death Star's destruction from Endor's surface.]

I'm sure Luke wasn't on that thing when it blew.

He wasn't. I can feel it.

You love him, don't you?

[not quite understanding]

Yes.

[puts up his hands]

All right. I understand. Fine. When he gets back, I won't get in the way.

[puzzled for a moment, then smiling]

Oh, it's not like that at all! He's my brother. [kisses Han, who looks shocked, but pleased.]