[Private]

[sand_wormie]

Blast it. [He says that very softly.]

River... I need to talk to you. Not even on datapads. People can hack these.

[He doesn't know that many future-people he thinks he can trust to talk about this without going into spoiler territory - might've gone to Jacen, maybe, but River seems another step removed from all of this.]

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[packing_again]

[Video] -> [Action]

On my way.

[And she'll show up at his room from wherever drafted people train or whatever, but when has any set of walls stopped her?]

Hey.

[sand_wormie]

Hey.

[He's not carrying the laser rifle he picked up before the riots, but it's laid out on his workbench in plain view. Luke's comfortable with rifles, but he knows a lot of people aren't comfortable with seeing that, so it's normally stored away when he's not planning to use it.]

[Now Luke backs out of the way so she can come in and closes the door. Doesn't even offer water - his adherence to hospitality rituals has slackened since leaving Tatooine, but even so.

- You saw the message he sent? You know who he is?

[packing_again]

[Oh, she can appreciate what he's doing with the rifle, but they'll get to that shortly. And she is fine, she knows how people are when discombobulated. She'll just settle on the other side of the other side of the worktable.]

Who he was, who he is, and who he will be. [Who and what Luke will be for him, too.]

Sounds like he is at this time trying to do the right thing. [Still. If not for much longer.]

[sand_wormie]

[Luke doesn't sit, but anxiously paces and shifts his weight and turns in circles.]

I don't - I think -

They said he was a navigator on a spice freighter! But - I think - maybe...

[He doesn't like the idea that his foster parents have lied to him for so long. He loves them! He could've kept it secret!]