Luke nodded in agreement, but when Poe brought up Kylo Ren there was a muffled groan as he rubbed a hand over his face.

"My possible future nephew, yes. I've met him. We've been avoiding each other since then," Luke shook his head and gestured vaguely, "it should be fine. I think he was thrown off by my age, and if that changes, I'll just have to learn to duck."

He still didn't have a lightsaber, after all, but he had the feeling that really, having a lightsaber wouldn't be helpful in dealing with the man.