[ Again Yu stares at him, but now his brow knits, his emotions open on his face. Uncertainty, a great deal of internal conflict, a certain kind of sympathy. He'll frown when Guy emphasizes three lives, murmuring: ]
Of course.
[ to himself, but not otherwise interrupting.
Again there's a gap of silence, but this one isn't so cold, so uncaring. Yu rubs his face. ]
Good. [ roughly. ] Good. Little you might believe me, but I don't want anything to happen to you. Not just for their sake, and not just for Luke's sake.
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Of course.
[ to himself, but not otherwise interrupting.
Again there's a gap of silence, but this one isn't so cold, so uncaring. Yu rubs his face. ]
Good. [ roughly. ] Good. Little you might believe me, but I don't want anything to happen to you. Not just for their sake, and not just for Luke's sake.