[It's hard to hear, but fortunately, Luke's entire being is attuned to anything he's done to make people unhappy, so of course he picks up on it. The guilt is a well-worn friend, and it's enough to make him drag in a shaky breath, forcing away the images of the beloved crewmates they'd condemned.
Compartmentalize. Be professional. Focus.]
Don't be. [Dahut never asked for this. Luke is the one who couldn't protect him.] Are you hurt right now?
[UNFORTUNATELY THIS IS KIND OF HIS FAULT, HE FEELS. THEY ARE IN HIS HOME TURF. But it's fine, it's fine, he's not about to argue with Luke over something like this in this awfulass situation.
He glances down at himself, taking stock.]
--I don't think so. [His arm hasn't hit betray yet...] Are you?
[By now, Luke's probably figured that out--and hey, what funny timing for this to happen, given he was just talking about (redacted). But! That's a later Luke problem.
Right now, he can feel that ever-present ache in his lungs, because of course, even like this, he can't be freed of it.
It's a struggle to share even this much truth, especially after everything they just went through. But Dahut was the first to know, and he asks now, and even though Luke's gaze drifts over the others with them, he knows this is too important to push down.]
This is a very distracting problem to have in the here and now, though. Dahut's expression shifts into that usual quiet seriousness he has when they're discussing matters like this.]
Not the way things should be... [Not in FRESH RELIVER BODIES.] ...Something does feel wrong.
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Compartmentalize. Be professional. Focus.]
Don't be. [Dahut never asked for this. Luke is the one who couldn't protect him.] Are you hurt right now?
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He glances down at himself, taking stock.]
--I don't think so. [His arm hasn't hit betray yet...] Are you?
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Right now, he can feel that ever-present ache in his lungs, because of course, even like this, he can't be freed of it.
It's a struggle to share even this much truth, especially after everything they just went through. But Dahut was the first to know, and he asks now, and even though Luke's gaze drifts over the others with them, he knows this is too important to push down.]
...Same as always.
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This is a very distracting problem to have in the here and now, though. Dahut's expression shifts into that usual quiet seriousness he has when they're discussing matters like this.]
Not the way things should be... [Not in FRESH RELIVER BODIES.] ...Something does feel wrong.
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At least that pulls him back to the present.]
With you too?
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Mm, with me, too. It's—
[Oh look here comes the 2 stooges to carry them away into hell oh my.]