Luke stepped through the iris doorway, feeling the sand crunch under his boots. It was a familiar sound, one from when he was a young boy, and he stomped a couple times before proceeding across to where Sheeana was sitting, her strange sandworms around and on top of her.

"I thought I'd find you here," he said, smiling a little. Sheeana was something of an enigma to him and always had been.