[Wrong words. Maybe he has been too blunt. No..., not maybe, he definitely has been too blunt. The words coming from his older self fly right past him, even that brilliant referral to Mjolnir.
Alas, he has lost, apparently.
Yet, he feels frustrated. Not even about losing. Luke hasn't even considered his words or listened to them, now did he? Even though they were not exactly well chosen, it has been the truth.
He wonders if the darkness has grown inside of him now. Probably. He turns towards Luke.]
The darkness...has it spread out to my head now?
[And what if Leah would grow fond of his older self? Because in all fairness, his older self would probably look most handsome without a shirt. And Leah was into such things... He slid off the chair slowly and starts to rub the back of his neck.]
[Action, January 7]
Alas, he has lost, apparently.
Yet, he feels frustrated. Not even about losing. Luke hasn't even considered his words or listened to them, now did he? Even though they were not exactly well chosen, it has been the truth.
He wonders if the darkness has grown inside of him now. Probably. He turns towards Luke.]
The darkness...has it spread out to my head now?
[And what if Leah would grow fond of his older self? Because in all fairness, his older self would probably look most handsome without a shirt. And Leah was into such things... He slid off the chair slowly and starts to rub the back of his neck.]
I shall take my leave.