Luke didn't even have to be a Jedi or any kind of mind reader to have seen this one coming. Rey wasn't especially hard to read and she could be easily anxious some days. It made sense sometimes. This Hotel really could encourage festering of bad things if one wasn't careful. Even distractions weren't always enough, no matter how many brightly colored rooms with interesting things in them popped up.
And it was a lot to handle. Not that they hadn't talked about some of it in previous sessions but maybe they were all ignoring the disappearances poorly.
Luke adjusted the black glove on his hand and nodded like he got it. Which he kind of did for a lot of it. His father wasn't a Palpatine but Darth Vader had been pretty surprising too, once. And people came and left here plenty enough - His father, Han, even Din. Being worried made sense.
"Are their things still in your rooms?" Luke had never really asked because he didn't want to make their --whatever it was they had going on -- his business, but it didn't mean he didn't pay attention.