[ minutes later, luke stands in front of her door. he thinks to wave his hand over the lock to unlock it if it happens to be, but with his hands full, burgers and drinks clutched in them and the quiver slung over his shoulder, he chooses to respect her privacy and her by not pushing himself where he doesn't belong. it should be her choice to open her door to him and hers to let him in. no one had stolen that from him; he may be a thief but he's one with a conscience, knowing when and when not to thieve from someone. ] Room service.
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