Date: 2021-03-08 09:18 pm (UTC)
sickofbluemilk: (reclined)
He pottered as she lay down on the rug, putting leftover stew into storage pots with lids for the morning, placing the used bowls and cauldron outside the door for the rain to wash off. He sealed the door shut to keep out the worst of the draught and blew out most of the lanterns around the hut.

Finally, he picked up a thick tauntaun hair blanket and moved over to where Rey was laying. He draped it over her, then sat down at her feet, taking a poker. He stirred the coals, making the fire die, but keeping enough embers to safely warm them if they stayed close.

He read by the solidary lamp light that he kept by him for a while. The wind whistled outside. Luke glanced towards Rey. He'd not had this kind of company in so long, someone that he could talk to, that understood him on this level.
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