It's hard to believe we're actually on a turtle...
[Shaking his head, Luke swallowed a not-quite-steady chuckle and grinned wryly, very carefully dropping the fruit he'd been holding back into the pile so he didn't bruise, or worse, squash it.]
You too, huh.
[His hand hurt. Or rather, the stump. But he'd had two weeks and if nothing else, Luke had decided - had had to decide - that whatever his father was now, didn't mean he couldn't still aspire to be what he had been. Because surely all that wasn't a lie.]
How long have you been here? I'm Luke.
[That's easier than thinking about... other things.]
look at all these daddy issues...
[Shaking his head, Luke swallowed a not-quite-steady chuckle and grinned wryly, very carefully dropping the fruit he'd been holding back into the pile so he didn't bruise, or worse, squash it.]
You too, huh.
[His hand hurt. Or rather, the stump. But he'd had two weeks and if nothing else, Luke had decided - had had to decide - that whatever his father was now, didn't mean he couldn't still aspire to be what he had been. Because surely all that wasn't a lie.]
How long have you been here? I'm Luke.
[That's easier than thinking about... other things.]