"I don't." But then, the galaxy was vast and Luke was young and had spend the majority of his life just wishing he could leave one place. He'd be remiss if it thought he still didn't have things to learn and people to meet. Maybe one day he'd get to do it, Hotel willing.
The Jedi couldn't see the grin, but he could hear it nearly well enough -- enough to tilt his head to the side a little and offer a curious one in return, like he was trying to gauge whether he also should be smiling or not.
"I do other training, too. I have a second Padawan. Potentially a third as well. Or, well. Two total, now." He paused for a moment, considering before shrugging and continuing on. "Rey and Finn. They're from my distant future. She won't be born for another twelve or so years, but I train her when she's about the age she is now. They have dramatic relationships and it's kind of fun to watch from a distance," he admitted. "And, ah. My parents are here. So that's... a thing I have to figure out how to properly deal with."