[Luke leans back with a small frown and rubs at his chest - Not that the action bothered him, but how many times has he heard that?]

But I'm not! I'm just a copy of someone... I was made for a purpose that I failed to do all the way, and now I don't have any at all!

[Not to mention that that purpose was horrible, and Luke completed the worst part of it... He just couldn't die like he should have.]