"I've heard a lot of languages," he said quietly as he stepped out of the shadows and lowered his hood, "But I've never heard that one. It sounds beautiful, though. What does it mean?"

Luke didn't usually walk around hooded and cloaked--skulk about, Mara would probably say--mostly because unless he had to he didn't do it terribly well, but he'd not wanted to disturb Ghanima while she read. Now that she'd seemed to reach a stopping point, however, he'd decided to step forward and say hello.