[Luke glances back at the bed, and he has pretty much the same thought: "Not on a bed like that." He shakes his head after that, and... gah. Maybe he should just -
He reaches out to take Ion's arm, though he keeps his gaze on the flowers on the shelves.]
[Action, February 18th]
He reaches out to take Ion's arm, though he keeps his gaze on the flowers on the shelves.]
Ion, I... [Guh, he can't say it.]