In retrospect, maybe trying to help aboard that Rebel ship wasn't the best idea. Sure, Honey is strong and tough, which aren't completely useless on a ship, but the durability of a single personnel isn't really a meaningful difference in, for example, ship to ship combat.
Honey would feel proud for coming to that realization, if it happened before the ship he'd been on had been blown to smithereens. No, it had only occurred to him after...who knows how many hours adrift. To be fair, he had been busy with trying put out fires before the ship exploded, and afterwards he had just been alone with his thou—
Uuogh. That was a hard impact. He must have picked up speed after getting flung out of the debris. Quite a bit of speed. Shaking off the shock, Honey slowly gripped the surface he'd stuck to and started to pull himself off. He was just about to fling himself clear of it when he realized what he hit. Another ship! Slammed right into the viewport, too. He thought he could just about make out someone looking at him from inside.