By the time Galen climbs down, Luke is sitting cross-legged under the dome, marvelling up at the great vaulting sky of kyber.
His own sabre, floating a few inches above his out-stretched hand, is dissembled, each part floating so the green crystal at it's heart rests over his palm.
"Dr Erso." Luke greets him, without taking his eyes from the roof. "When Bodhi told me about this place, I couldn't wait to see it. I know it's a sanctuary you share. I hope you'll forgive me for not waiting for you."
He breathes a warm and joyous sigh. the crystals shining down on them as if communing with the one in Luke's hand. "It's beautiful!"
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Date: 2017-08-25 04:05 pm (UTC)His own sabre, floating a few inches above his out-stretched hand, is dissembled, each part floating so the green crystal at it's heart rests over his palm.
"Dr Erso." Luke greets him, without taking his eyes from the roof. "When Bodhi told me about this place, I couldn't wait to see it. I know it's a sanctuary you share. I hope you'll forgive me for not waiting for you."
He breathes a warm and joyous sigh. the crystals shining down on them as if communing with the one in Luke's hand. "It's beautiful!"