Luke was worried about John, but he had hope and he let his smile warm. He smiled, watching. "Hmmm, good eyes." Luke followed John along, letting his Force senses slide out around them, and his smile was warm.
"Jam is a good thing. Do you know that every world, every single one, I have ever known, has had some sort of jam on it? Some of it is quite inedible to us, but... I think it is an interesting thing." He peered ahead, clearly seeing the table.
"Earth flavors are different from what i know though."