Luke is quiet for a moment. He knows he's not getting through--but he also doesn't know why Bodhi would want this fixed, if he doesn't want to move forward.
"As opposed to what? I--thanks. For this." He stands to go before he loses his composure entirely. He's not even mad at Luke (well, not very), just exhausted and touchy and at the end of his patience for... everything.
As opposed getting to the next one, Luke doesn't say. But then, he's always had trouble not wanting to rush forward. Maybe Bodhi has a point. He rises and nods.
"You're welcome," he says. "I... hope it helps." He's humbled, still, by the opportunity. The trust.
"Well, it can't make things worse." Which expression of tired pessimism is probably not in proper accordance with his whole be polite plan. But he's out of that particular energy, and all he's intent on now is making his escape.
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"If that's your goal," he says softly.
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"You're welcome," he says. "I... hope it helps." He's humbled, still, by the opportunity. The trust.
He's just not sure he's done any good.
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