Luke looks away from the stars long enough to flash Galen a smile. "Ah, so you are force sensitive?"
He turns his hand, the sabre starting to click back together, the parts reassembling in his hand. At the last click, he returns it to his belt. "Yes, I am. And you're Galen Erso, the father of hope. And the man who makes one of my dearest friends happy."
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Date: 2017-08-25 04:33 pm (UTC)He turns his hand, the sabre starting to click back together, the parts reassembling in his hand. At the last click, he returns it to his belt. "Yes, I am. And you're Galen Erso, the father of hope. And the man who makes one of my dearest friends happy."