Luke managed a weak smile at his observation of sleep, and the lack of it. Meditation always helped, but it was nothing compared to actually sleeping, and he knew it. He had yet to master using the Force to put the suggestion of sleep into his own head too -- something always kept him from getting it to work fully, whether it be his own anxieties or other outside factors.

"If you're okay with it, I have a bedroom in my place with no windows," he offered. "You can watch over me tonight, without having to worry about needing to get somewhere safe when the sun rises. And then I can stay home and watch over you while you rest."

He... may have made it a point to take out the windows in one of the rooms in the event D ever needed a place to lay low, though he wouldn't admit it.