Everything was happening so fast. One second she was preparing for battle in her mind, but relaxed in relief at seeing Han and Chewbacca. "Thank goodness! I don't know what he said to convince you, but-" She didn't even get to finish that sentence before they were being shot at, again, and her father was separated from her once more. 

There was no time to argue. She figured back a few shots to delay the Stormtroopers on their backs, and started to run herself. "I would really love to not be in this place!" Now, where was the ship, anyway? She was all turned around. "Not be in this armor, not be being shot at, all of it! Can't a princess get a little peace?" It was rare for her to complain so vocally, but wading in garbage water had pushed her over some type of edge. What she really wanted was to go home. But there wasn't that anymore. No, no there wasn't even time to think about that fact.

So instead of thinking, she ran and shot and ran some more.