[He's pretty content where he is, too, not even realizing how very awkward it would seem to whoever may pass by. Her words make Luke glance away, though - are they people? Do they really matter? No, no, he shouldn't think like that - Of course they matter.
... That's the first time he's thought that in a very long time.
It may still take another long while for him to completely accept and believe that thought, but it still makes him smile right back at her. Maybe once they part ways, he'll go back to believing he's not worth anything, but for right now... he's content with the thought that he- that they both- that every replica here matters, because they have people who love them and give them a purpose to live.]
Y-You're right. You're right... [He'll just pull her into another hug, this one just as tight as the last.] I'm glad, too. I'm glad that we have friends like we do. I'm... glad you're alive.
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... That's the first time he's thought that in a very long time.
It may still take another long while for him to completely accept and believe that thought, but it still makes him smile right back at her. Maybe once they part ways, he'll go back to believing he's not worth anything, but for right now... he's content with the thought that he- that they both- that every replica here matters, because they have people who love them and give them a purpose to live.]
Y-You're right. You're right... [He'll just pull her into another hug, this one just as tight as the last.] I'm glad, too. I'm glad that we have friends like we do. I'm... glad you're alive.