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[politicallyinclined]

Has anyone seen Luke? I can't find him. (She is doing her best to remain in control, to not panic, but the strain is easy to see on her delicate features.)

It's possible he went off on his own... (Skywalkers and their adventures.) but he should still see this, right?

(In her heart, she knows the truth.)

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[politicallyinclined]

If you're up to it. I don't want you to strain yourself, Link.

(She will be waiting at the bottom nonetheless.)

[newmemorywhodis]

[[ooc: switching to prose!]]

As Padmé will see from her place at the bottom of the cliffs, getting down isn't any strain at all for Link. Namely because he doesn't climb at all: he jumps - and then opens up his paraglider, gliding slowly down to a soft landing next to her.

He gives her a nod, but doesn't say anything.

He hasn't really felt like talking much. Not since Luke went away.

NP <3

[politicallyinclined]

Impressive! She has a small smile for him - an expression that is mixed with sorrow. But considering why they are meeting, that is understandable.

"Let's get something to eat." she holds open her arms and carefully wraps one around his shoulders, "Where did you learn to glide like that?"

They can talk about other things, after all. It's probably best if they do.

[newmemorywhodis]

Jumping off the Great Plateau. That's what he should say, really. It's what he'd want to say, if things were normal.

He doesn't really want to say anything. The words aren't there, not right now. And what words could he even offer to Padme? Luke's mother? None of them would makes things better.

Silence is easier. So he just...shrugs. A non-answer. Followed by a nod - because yes, he would like to eat. Though they don't need to go far for that, because he has the Slate. He taps at it and pulls out a honeyed apple he made earlier, holding it out for her.

[politicallyinclined]

He is adorable. Her heart breaks all the more, seeing his sadness and Link doesn't need to say a word. She leans their heads together and smiles at the gift.

"Is this a honeyed apple? Where did you find it? Or did you make it?" she has a feeling the latter is the answer, "I know a nice place we can sit."

Gently leading them to a grassy patch, she sits down and bites into the apple.

[newmemorywhodis]

Link nods once, then twice. Once for each question: Yes, it's a honeyed apple. Yes, he made it. Link likes eating - but he likes the cooking, too.

He follows her to the grassy patch. Sits down. Taps at the Slate again, this time pulling out a second honeyed apple. This one, Link starts to eat himself.

Will he feel like talking, after eating the apple? Maybe. He doesn't know.