Freezing for a moment, Luke stared at nothing and then scrubbed his face, dropping his hands to give Amberdrake a tiny, quirked smile.

"I... maybe. I haven't exactly... been able to tell anyone." He looked away, shrugging. More like, hadn't thought it was the right time or that he should. Leia was the only one he might be willing to tell, but therein lay the problem.

Actually being able to talk about some of it, at least, with someone who had no vested interest in it either way... might be nice. Wasn't like there hadn't been questions if he needed to talk, but what he needed to talk about... wasn't something he was going to tell to anyone in the Alliance. Yet, anyway.

"Sort of like a healer for mind and body both?" Luke ventured after a moment, when he didn't feel quite as tense any longer.