Ben's eyes narrowed as he took in the voice and form of the woman before him. Something about her gave him pause and he stared hard, eyeing her up and down. Slowly, he pushed the hood of his robe back, letting it fall behind him. His hair was greasy and he appeared disheveled as he stared at her.

Slowly, he took a step forward. "You're not. Not to me," he croaked out. "You... You're more than that. See me." He sighed. "Wait, that... That's Luke's home." He blinked. "How did I get here?"