There was a commotion outside the room, followed by hurried footsteps and the unmistakable sound of someone being pushed aside. I looked toward the door, wondering who could possibly be in such a hurry, when it swung open with enough force to strike the wall.
Luke stood in the doorway, his dark robes rather disheveled, and I immediately brightened. He'd come! I hadn't felt his approach, not even the slightest hint of his aura, and seeing him so suddenly made my heart leap.
"Luke!" I cried, reaching for him.
He hurried across the room, speaking as he approached. I recognized his voice, but the words didn't make sense. I blinked, trying to follow what he was saying, only to realize I couldn't understand a single word.
"W-what?"
Luke stopped beside me, his brow furrowing. He repeated himself, a little more slowly this time, glancing uncertainly at R'lissea. She pursed her lips.
I was almost certain he was speaking Common, yet the meaning escaped me entirely.
