[ He nods and makes an agreeable noise, watching Luke carefully and measuring his presence in the Force. It's irritation and frustration and doubt all wrapped into one. That's a feeling - and thought - he understands a lot more than he likes to admit. And if this was any other Jedi, he would've delivered a swift (but lax, too lax probably) reprimand already. ]

The Council is the Council. And you, Luke, are not the Council. I would think that after this experience, you would think again before letting the council's decisions define your actions. [ He huffs a small laugh and grips Luke's shoulder fondly. Relax echoes in the Force. ]

Do you want to tell me why you ran away, or should we talk about why Zuzi is more popular than the Pika fruit?