Luke Skywalker, the Last Jedi, faces his toughest challenge yet. To rebuild the Jedi Order, he must give up his personal hopes and dreams. Every move is critiqued by not only the New Republic Senate but also the Force-ghost Jedi Council of the past...
❷ "Jedi Master Revealed—The Mynock Cave"—The Empire Strikes Back Extended ST
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❸ "The Spark" 0:49–2:15—The Last Jedi OST
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❶ Luke recognized some of the senators as he gazed around Chinot's. Two tables down, a chef stood in front of a small table and seared meat and vegetables, tossing them in the air in a display of raging fire on the table-top grill. The diners shrieked back in their seats at the flame, but the cheers and smiles were a testament to the high-class restaurant's reputation. Outside, the media waited in the paparazzi huddle, never knowing who might show up for dinner or with whom.
Chinot's was the premier eating establishment on Hosnian Prime, catering to the elite, both in fine cuisine and privacy fields at each table. The establishment ensured their clientele could enjoy high cuisine without the media hounding them. While Leia enjoyed the privacy, Luke loved the food. He only wished he were here with Naluma right now.
The meal was exquisite, just as Luke remembered. He arranged with the chef to take two meals to be deep frozen for the trip back to the academy. He could not wait to surprise Naluma. As he thought about her, his face changed into a warm smile.
Leia said, "You're thinking about her again, aren't you?"
Luke nodded. "Always," he said with longing in his voice.
"Why don't you just marry her, Luke? I've never seen a couple so bonded as you two and not married."
"The Jedi Code forbids attachment and marriage because they lead to jealousy and fear of loss."
"Well, you're attached, so you broke it already." She touched his hand. "Also, I don't think you're the jealous type."
"Protective, but not usually jealous." Embarrassed, Luke pulled his hand back and changed the subject. "Leia, what are your plans?"
"I'm not really sure. I'm weaning myself out of the Senate and will resign my office in a few weeks. After that, I'll hide somewhere, deliver her in anonymity, raise her until she's old enough to train with you."
"Why don't you and Han run off together? Maybe stay on the Falcon as he runs shipments?"
Leia looked at Luke in sternness. "Han was hardly ever around for Ben, Luke. He had no desire to be a father, and I'm not going to burden him anymore. Besides, if he knows about his daughter, and Ben sees him ... well, then Ben will know about her—and he can't." She leaned forward. "Oh, Luke, is Ben okay? I mean, really okay? Since he left, I've been having dark dreams about him."
"I don't know, Leia. He seems to have made the right choice, but it's still the honeymoon period. He hasn't gotten over the newness of his life yet, and ..." He grimaced. "I know this may hurt ... but, Leia, Ben is spoiled. He's not fitting in well. He didn't even know how to make his own bunk or clean a refresher, and he thinks that because he is a Senator's son he doesn't have to," Luke said with more strength than he had intended. "We're not only combating the dark side's influence in his life, but also laziness, entitlement, and selfishness."
