星球大战第二部第三章(4)
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Artoo emitted a series of happy beeps and whistles. "Artoo expresses his relief also," Threepio translated helpfully. Luke was certainly grateful for the robots’ concern. But before he could reply to either of the droids, he met with yet another interruption. "Hi, kid," Han Solo greeted him boisterously as he and Chewbacca burst into the medical center. The Wookiee growled a friendly greeting. "You look strong enough to wrestle a Gundark," Han observed. Luke felt that strong, and felt grateful to his friend. "Thanks to you." "That’s two you owe me, junior." Han gave the princess a wide, devilish grin. "Well, Your Worship," he said mockingly, "it looks like you arranged to keep me close by for a while longer." "I had nothing to do with it," Leia said hotly, annoyed at Han’s vanity. "General Rieekan thinks it’s dangerous for any ships to leave the system until the generators are operational." "That makes a good story. But I think you just can’t bear to let me out of your sight." "I don’t know where you get your delusions, laser brains," she retorted. Chewbacca amused by this verbal battle between two of the strongest human wills he had ever encountered, let out a roaring Wookiee laugh. "Laugh it up, fuzz ball," Han said good-naturedly. "You didn’t see us alone in the south passage." Until now, Luke had scarcely listened to this lively exchange. Han and the princess had argued frequently enough in the past. But that reference to the south passage sparked his curiosity, and he looked at Leia for an explanation. "She expressed her true feeling for me," Han continued, delighting in the rosy flush that appeared on the princess’s cheeks. "Come on, Your Highness, you’ve already forgotten." "Why, you low-down, stuck-up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf-herder…" she sputtered in fury. |
