Luke's eyes drift open, and he gazes at Bodhi with an expression that seems to look deep inside him. Which, in fact, he is.

"There's a part of you that's been torn," he says quietly, having to quell his nausea. Just the idea that someone with the ability to do this... could do this. He cannot think of anything more evil. "I can't replace it. But I can heal the part that is still hurt."