Luke's eyes narrowed, thinking perhaps he'd been too fulsome in his praise. It would not do to let the girl lose her head over flattery--or worse, think that she did not need guidance. There was a rush within her at the praise, and he bit back a reply because he also knew that in her life, she'd seldom received any feedback, let alone positive?
It was surprising that anything could make him sad at this point, given his general baseline.
"It's limited," he hazarded, then frowned. "A visual projection takes a tremendous amount of power, not to mention concentration." Not to mention, something it seemed unlikely she'd have come up with on her own. "Why do you ask? Did you have someone you wanted to contact you get get on comm?" He swallowed. "Or were you planning on leaving?"
He tried not to feel anything at that thought. He kept the tinge of disappointment at bay, because it was beneath him, and her leaving was, after all, what he'd been asking for.
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It was surprising that anything could make him sad at this point, given his general baseline.
"It's limited," he hazarded, then frowned. "A visual projection takes a tremendous amount of power, not to mention concentration." Not to mention, something it seemed unlikely she'd have come up with on her own. "Why do you ask? Did you have someone you wanted to contact you get get on comm?" He swallowed. "Or were you planning on leaving?"
He tried not to feel anything at that thought. He kept the tinge of disappointment at bay, because it was beneath him, and her leaving was, after all, what he'd been asking for.