[He will never get used to giant droid... autobot... things. Luke just kind of stares at Stumpy, and idly gives a command. He falls back into the motions of speaking to droids very easily: kind, amused, fond, and vaguely condescending.] Here, here, c'mon, it's safe. Shh.
[And then, back to Riptide.] Sorry for shouting, but... how can you hear me up there?
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[And then, back to Riptide.] Sorry for shouting, but... how can you hear me up there?