So he was on Tatooine. Not that he'd had any real doubt, but any moment now, Luke expected to figure out he was wrong, because something just wasn't lining up. For one thing, the man in front of him was achingly familiar, and yet Luke knew he'd never seen him. For another, there was something off about his presence in the Force, but it wasn't something he could quite put his finger on, especially with so many other distractions.
He glanced back at R2, frowning slightly as he weighed leaving him behind. His reluctance showed plain on his face, but then, he felt his options limited. They couldn't carry him, not with Luke's leg the way it was.
"That's very generous of you," he said, squaring his shoulders and slinging the pack over his shoulder and pushing himself off the X-wing. "As to my being here, it wasn't my intent. I was on my way to Taris." The Jedi Tower he'd found reference to had been destroyed over 3000 years earlier, but he was chasing down any rumor, these days. He glanced around the horizon again, shaking his head. "I always seem to end up back here, though."
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He glanced back at R2, frowning slightly as he weighed leaving him behind. His reluctance showed plain on his face, but then, he felt his options limited. They couldn't carry him, not with Luke's leg the way it was.
"That's very generous of you," he said, squaring his shoulders and slinging the pack over his shoulder and pushing himself off the X-wing. "As to my being here, it wasn't my intent. I was on my way to Taris." The Jedi Tower he'd found reference to had been destroyed over 3000 years earlier, but he was chasing down any rumor, these days. He glanced around the horizon again, shaking his head. "I always seem to end up back here, though."