You didn't think he'd come back, you never thought he'd ask for help.

Yet here you both were. Sat next to Luke on his bed while he could barely move, his muscles feeling all sore and like he was about to evaporate. He regretted it... But it was already too late.

"No." He groaned, trying to sit up as you tried to help him sit up, softly touching his armpit and making him shiver.

His Achilles heel.

"No, don't go." He tried to keep a stern face, although he was very clearly exhausted.