That voice. Luke's eyes widen as he continues looking down for a moment, almost afraid that maybe he had just been hearing things. He does, however, slowly manage to force his eyes towards the source of the voice.

... She's here. She's really here. He doesn't even care that it's not the same Tear from his Auldrant. He doesn't say anything, at first. He's fighting too hard with the desire to grab her, pull her in, just... feel that she's really right there. He'd been so afraid that he would never see her again, that her actually being here in front of him.... it's almost overwhelming. He finally finds his voice, yet it sounds like he's somewhere between a state of shock and overjoyed.

"Tear..."

His eyes mist over and he quickly blinks the possibility of tears away, looking away from the young woman, "Sorry, I just... didn't think you'd be here. But you are," he says while he looks back at her with a weak smile, another hint of tears managing to surface. In spite of being happy to see her, the thought that she's in a place like this is torture as well. He'd never wish something like this on someone. A large part of him would rather be lonely, than have any of his friends here. Especially Tear...