[He's so tired. Wrung out raw. The wounds still so painful, so fresh.
The weight of all the years, the loss, and the death weighing down on his back. The personal responsibility... even if some would argue he hadn't been responsible at all.
Facing more.
Law crumples into Luke's arms and just... allows himself to be held tight. To be comforted. Lets the moment... be... closes his eyes.
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The weight of all the years, the loss, and the death weighing down on his back. The personal responsibility... even if some would argue he hadn't been responsible at all.
Facing more.
Law crumples into Luke's arms and just... allows himself to be held tight. To be comforted. Lets the moment... be... closes his eyes.
He's tired, Luke... he's so tired...]