Luke frowns again, remembering. "It's going to sound crazy," he hazards, knowing this guy has no reason to think he's not just crazy, "but I thought... I thought I saw my lightsaber. Er, it's a type of... sword, I guess. I lost it." He pales a bit at that. "I know it's not here but just before the flame went out, I could've sworn it was right there in front of me. Just waiting for me, somehow." He shivers.

"But I was warmer, while it lasted. I'm not exactly fond of hallucinations and I can't swear it's connected, of course."

It's just... it's so blasted cold.