[Darin didn't necessarily have to hear Luke coming when he could feel it. There was a pressure in the air, like peak humidity before a particularly nasty thunderstorm.]

[Or like when you absolutely know dad's home and he's totally gonna yell at you for something you did.]

[Which is why he's not terribly startled when Luke bursts into his room unannounced. In fact, he's casually striking away at a training dummy, practicing his hand-to-hand.]

Master Skywalker~! How's it going? Come on in! Take a seat! Relax a few!

[He wipes some of the sweat off his brow with a towel that he drapes over his own shoulders/]

So, what's got you beating down my door? Is this about the Archive? Because the Archive was like that when I found it.

[It absolutely was not.]