Hah, okay.
So the thing about Luke that everyone forgets is that while he’s a sweet, open-faced, adorable, inexperienced farm boy, he happens to be a sweet, open-faced, adorable, inexperienced farm boy from the corrupt, gangster ridden shit hole of the universe.
We like to mock Luke’s whining and wistful meandering, but the dude spent the first nineteen years of his life on a planet where six feet tall rats are a thing. Not to mention the regular raiders, Jabba’s bounty hunters, fucking Krayt dragons, and the pits have fucking TEETH.
We never really got to see Tosche station, but do we really think Tosche station was that much better than Mos Eisley? I figure there’s a reason Luke started out pretty good with the blaster. And between you and me, he didn’t seem nearly as bothered by that tavern confrontation as he ought to have been.
For all that Han has a well deserved reputation for dealing with scoundrels and seedy dives, the fact is, if you’re going to take one person, you should take Luke. Luke is so sweet and optimistic and nice that everyone in the dive is going to assume sitting duck, but Luke is Tatooine-bred through and through. And on Tatooine, even the cute and cuddly things have a venomous bite. 😀