She laughs, a little, and gives him a look. "Wait, why am I the stupid mouse?"

Granted, she's not as smart as he or Lydia, but. "There has to be a better analogy." She'll mourn the loss of Han Solo's butt later. Both conversations are a welcome distraction from the looming incident that she's pretty sure is going to happen. Someone on the ship is going to step out of line, and someone is going to step up to stop them, and if they can't even keep from infighting, what the hell hope do they have to keep someone else from attacking?

But there's always hope. She can't just give up. Even when it's probably the easiest course of action.

Doesn't mean she has to not enjoy being distracted from it.