[ Luke peered back at him, a sheepish smile slowly working its way back onto his face. He closed the rest of the distance between them then, standing in a loose approximation of at attention, not looking sure if the usual military decorum was necessary in this place. He glanced down at the lightsaber he was working on, curious, but he didn't ask about it, nor about his condition, even though the questions were near flooding out of his mind. ]
Is there anything you wish me to update you on, my lord? I'm not sure how long you've been in this... place.
[Action]
Is there anything you wish me to update you on, my lord? I'm not sure how long you've been in this... place.