This time, Luke observed his surrounding a bit more critically than he had this morning. When he was lead out of the Sun Room, the young man assumed the double doors they passed through were going to be the meeting place with Tear.
Tear...
Luke wasn't sure in what capacity he would come back as after freeing Lorelei, but, even if they were all stuck in a prison, at least he had managed to keep his promise of returning. That made their current predicament not so dark. He was alive and with those he cared about... Well, until...
Looking down at his hands, Luke turned them over as he searched for any signs of his fonons fading. He seemed rather whole at the moment; that was a good sign for now.
As he stepped into his room, M6 the redhead noted, Luke found another plate of gruel waiting for him. This day just kept getting better and better. Actually, he was grateful it was nothing more delicious or else he'd have felt bad letting it go to waste. He was just too nervous about the coming night to eat. The last thing he needed was a stone where his stomach used to be.
His biggest concern was how he was going to escape from his room. Luke had heard the man lock the door behind him and if what Guy had told him was true, he may not stand a chance breaking the reinforced door down with his artes.
"What a pain..." he groused at his legs as they kicked back and forth over the edge of his bed. What if he couldn't get out? Would Tear stand there all night? He hadn't honestly expected to slow Tear down like he had said on the bulletin board. It came from childish petulance as he got passed around, but now it seemed like a realistic concern.
M6
Tear...
Luke wasn't sure in what capacity he would come back as after freeing Lorelei, but, even if they were all stuck in a prison, at least he had managed to keep his promise of returning. That made their current predicament not so dark. He was alive and with those he cared about... Well, until...
Looking down at his hands, Luke turned them over as he searched for any signs of his fonons fading. He seemed rather whole at the moment; that was a good sign for now.
As he stepped into his room, M6 the redhead noted, Luke found another plate of gruel waiting for him. This day just kept getting better and better. Actually, he was grateful it was nothing more delicious or else he'd have felt bad letting it go to waste. He was just too nervous about the coming night to eat. The last thing he needed was a stone where his stomach used to be.
His biggest concern was how he was going to escape from his room. Luke had heard the man lock the door behind him and if what Guy had told him was true, he may not stand a chance breaking the reinforced door down with his artes.
"What a pain..." he groused at his legs as they kicked back and forth over the edge of his bed. What if he couldn't get out? Would Tear stand there all night? He hadn't honestly expected to slow Tear down like he had said on the bulletin board. It came from childish petulance as he got passed around, but now it seemed like a realistic concern.