Luke had heard a noise in the hanger earlier, and had immediately gone to check it out. After spending two whole hours all by himself with practically only one room that he was allowed to enter, he was going crazy. The man who had just arrived had locked gazes with him, and clearly expected Luke to have looked away. Luke didn't. After a whole minute of their staring contest passed, the man finally dropped his stare and spoke,

"Are you Luke Skywalker?"

"Yeah, I guess, who are you?"

"I am," the man said, straightening, "Sergeant Napo Wallen, of the 501st legion, at your service."

"Okay, um, hi?"

"Hello yourself." There was a pause, and the two stood there in silence, again, Wallen broke the impasse.

"Er, you wouldn't know why Lord Vader has you here, would you?" Luke looked at him, clearly offended, so he tried to soften his question, "I mean, Lord Vader just doesn't really seem like the type to…you know… um…"

"Take in random children?" Luke clarified, saving the stuttering sergeant.

"Well, yes." Luke sighed, wondering what he should say –would Vader really want him to tell the truth about us? Vader's not here and he didn't leave me any instructions on the subject. I'll bet that this Wallen guy is going to be here for a while, so why not? Deciding on his course of action, Luke grinned,

"You know that you can't tell anyone else…"
"Of course, you have my word."

"I'm his son."

"You're…you're…you're… WHAT!" Wallen stammered, shocked past the realms of rational thought.

"I'm his son." Luke replied, calmly, as if he was discussing the latest Holonet news broadcast. Wallen just looked at him, opening and closing his mouth as if he was trying to find the right words to describe the whirlwind that his mind had become. Well, at least this explains why Lord Vader wanted to have this kid looked after, but still…Vader having a son? Since when? And why does he contact me now? Shouldn't he have been living with Luke for a while? Shouldn't have news gotten out?

"You know," Luke said, interrupting Wallen's thoughts, "Its not really good manners to be speculating about the personal lives of other people"
"And what do you mean by that?" Wallen asked, he can't read my mind, can he?

"Well, I don't really think that I'm reading your mind, more just your emotions –but –"

"Hang, on, you mean that you can read my mind?"

"Essentially, yes, I guess," Luke decided to elaborate when Wallen just stared at him, a combination of fear and awe spelled out on his face, "Look, I was always able to do it, even when I was younger, I don't know how or why, and its definitely not intentional. Sorry, but that's all I can tell you."

"Oh."

"Hey, do you want me to show you around? I've been wandering around and I think that I've mainly figured out where everything is."

"What do you mean by that? You haven't always stayed here?"

"Well, actually, until yesterday, I thought that my father was dead."

"You thought that Darth Vader was dead?"

"No, you see, my Aunt and Uncle had lied to me and had told me that my father was somebody else."

"Oh, okay," said Wallen, then considered what Luke had said, Man, he must have had a tough time, I guess that his life will be better now, maybe. I can't even imagine what it would be like to be raised by Vader… Then he remembered what Luke had said about reading minds, and he decided to steer onto a different topic, "I guess I'll take you up on that tour."

"Sure, this place is nice, although I do have to say that his planet would not be a fun place to live on otherwise."

"Are you always this talkative?" Wallen asked, smiling in spite of himself.

"No way!" Luke replied quickly, "I normally don't say much at all, its just, well, I haven't seen anyone in a while, and…Vader's not the easiest person to have a conversation with."

"Oh." Wallen could sympathize with that –heck, he had been so scared of Vader the first time that he'd seen the Dark Lord he'd almost left the briefing room when Vader entered.