#talk:tomas4

Luke leans against a nearby tree and catches his breath when he finally reaches the Farm. He feels pathetic for taking this long to travel from Leander, frustrated that his body is weakened by the injury. But he couldn’t stand it anymore, being stuck in his room and doing nothing all day like some domesticated animal. He was bored out of his mind. Apparently he is a lot more active than he realized. So today, Luke extended his daily walk, justifying that it’s like a rehabilitation. Some light workout is good for recovery... and whatever. His doctor might not agree with him, but he would worry about that later.

After taking a moment to gather himself, he goes looking for Hardy. He hasn’t talked to Hardy in a while. Probably because he both directly and indirectly told the other to back off. He appreciated the space, but it was also... weird, not talking to Hardy when he came around the Farm. But he is here today looking for work, so he pushes all that aside.

“Yo, Hardy,” he calls out, spotting the familiar shape of Hardy, and tries to catch up. “Hey, uh, sorry about not makin’ the delivery. I was indisposed for a bit. How are things?” He starts, rubbing the back of his neck, “but uhm, I was wondering if you’ve got any project or work I can do around here?”