[Aaah... good, she didn't pursue it. But that smile... How many times has it been on his own face, when he'd try to be okay with something that clearly bothered him?
Dammit. He should've worn longer sleeves.]
All right. [Luke lifts his arm, hesitates, then lets it rest across her shoulders - thank you, it'll be okay, I know what you're feeling. After that, he'll lead her to his room, and to try and lighten up the subject, he smiles as he gestures lightly to the pot of flowers.]
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Dammit. He should've worn longer sleeves.]
All right. [Luke lifts his arm, hesitates, then lets it rest across her shoulders - thank you, it'll be okay, I know what you're feeling. After that, he'll lead her to his room, and to try and lighten up the subject, he smiles as he gestures lightly to the pot of flowers.]
Do you know what those are?