After Cloud made it clear that he was leaving for now, Luke left his bed to return to his desk with his journal and the maps in hand. He retrieved his flashlight and checked around the room until he located his pipe in the closet. Maybe he would use it tonight, maybe not, but he still liked having the comfort of it sitting there. He returned to his desk, setting up the flashlight in such a way that it would shine light overhead and illuminate his portion of the room. It wasn't a great strategy, but it would work for now.

That handled, he got to work. Some part of him was relieved that he wasn't contacted by Asch again. The other part was worried; it meant that Asch was probably out there alone, and it meant that he might be getting hurt. Luke didn't like the idea of him dying again. His lips twitched into a frown as he thought of that, and he paused scribbling out another section. He wanted to try and connect to Asch to see what he was doing, but it didn't work that way—even if Luke would have preferred that.

Well, he would just have to hope for the best for once morning came. If it turned out that Asch was difficult to find, Luke would figure out some way to lure him in on the bulletin board. Maybe use some keywords that wouldn't count as needing to be censored. Yeah, that would have to do it.

But for now, he cleared his thoughts—relatively so, anyway—and returned to working. Guy would be there soon with a weapon. And then ... he wasn't sure. Luke had a few ideas of where they could go, and he felt comforted to know that Guy would be at his side the entire way.