Like a chagrined youngling just learning control, Luke carefully locked down what he was feeling. Even so, he could feel it threatening to escape, pushing against the walls he put up to--well, everyone but Mara. He could never lock her out completely, he didn't have it in him, even now when he realized she had no idea... she wasn't...

"Yeah, we should go somewhere quiet," he heard himself say. It sounded as though it was coming from someone else.