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Room 317 [after classes]

After an interesting conversation with his father early in the morning, Luke had gone for a long run.

And then an even longer session alone with the punching bag.

And then he'd tried some meditation.

Now? He'd spread parts to a small droid out all over the floor, back carefully turned away from the half of the room that was supposed to have a Z in it, and fiddled around with electronics.

Loud Corellian rock was blaring from his stereo and out through the open door.

If you asked him? He was fine.

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Luke stared at his feet. "Is that horribly selfish of me?"

"Not horribly, no. But--how come?"

"Because I still don't know anything about my actual mother," Luke said. "I have a name, six pictures and a father who won't talk."

"Have you checked Special Collections?" She chewed on her bottom lip in thought. "I'll help you look, if you want. And just because your dad's getting married doesn't mean he doesn't love her, or remember her, or miss her, you know? Just--he's maybe doing the bravest thing ever by risking all that pain again."

And Dawn didn't know the half of it. "Rory's being pretty brave too," Luke admitted softly. "He's...not the easiest person to get along with."

"So maybe it's okay that they found each other? Just maybe?" She reached out to hug him. "If he's that tough, your mom must have been awesome, Luke."

Luke held on tightly. "Very, very awesome," he decided.

"You had to get it from somewhere, right?" Nope, not letting go until Luke was ready.

"I'm not that interesting," Luke insisted, still holding on.

"Of course not," she said, dryly. "You're completely like everyone else I've ever met."

Then she pulled her foot back to kick him in the ankle. Still with the hugging, though.

"Owww," Luke complained, then gave Dawn a swift kiss on the cheek. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too. Bonehead."

"I'll take that as a term of endearment," Luke said, smiling. "Doof."

"That's how it was meant." She elbowed him back, grinning. "Dorkface."

"Pain."

"Stinky armpit." Yeah, she had no idea.

"Eww," Luke said, poking her under the ribs.

"Tell me about it," she giggled and batted at his hands.

Naturally, he thwapped her with a pillow.

Dawn took a pillow to the face, then tried to grab it and pull it out of his hands.

He held on a little too tightly.

Oooh, feathers.

Dawn stared at him, then burst out giggling when she spotted a feather on the ends of her hair. "I had no idea that really happened."

"Me either!" he said, laughing hard.

Tipping over from all the giggling, she grinned back at him. "Better?"

"Much," Luke said. "Thank you."

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