[ he crosses his arms over his broad chest, clearly stretching his jacket to the limit with the move.luke watches her throw herself on the boxes and knows they'd never hold his weight. it's true, he already knew what she thought before he invited her here. so why he thought it would change anything, he truly can't say. ]
I have a couch, you know.
[ or he'd brought one down, actually. because he wants to see her, talk to her, know that she's okay... but he also knows they're both lonely. maybe even desperately so. that and they've never been great at talking, have they? ]
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I have a couch, you know.
[ or he'd brought one down, actually. because he wants to see her, talk to her, know that she's okay... but he also knows they're both lonely. maybe even desperately so. that and they've never been great at talking, have they? ]