Luke followed her, using the Force to aid his movements and move almost without touching the cliff face. The whole place had the smell of cinnamon strongly about it, moreso out here than in the cave. It was a place of stark beauty that only someone raised in a place like it could appreciate, the way the sand dunes fair glowed in the dying sunlight and the heat that radiated from the rock beneath his feet.

"What's wormsign?" he asked, sitting neatly beside her as though meditating.