[Accidental Voice]

[wingedreplica]

[The sky's overcast outside, and Luke is taking this opportunity to stare out the window (which somehow feels very familiar). He's got one hand pressed lightly to the glass as he looks at the damp grass.]

I'm not getting very far with this... what am I supposed to do? [He taps his knuckles against his forehead with his free hand.]

Come on, think.