Why are you walking away, Luke? [She's close. Though not touching him, he should be able to tell by her voice that her face is only inches away from his. Reaching up, she runs her hand over his, not pulling it away from his eyes but keeping the contact on it. She's using her curse to her advantage now.]

Luke. Why won't you look at me. Are you afraid? Is that fear I see? I can see it in your soul. Such a pretty color... [That laugh again. It's completely hollow, and even more mechanical-sounding than before.]

Do you know what it's like to starve to death and never die? Do you? Do you want to know? I can show you. Open your eyes. I want to see them. I want to see your eyes, Luke.