All of this physical contact after spending weeks feeling so alone is bringing all of Luke's emotions to the surface. He leans against Wedge, his head against his shoulder, and tries not to feel wrong for inflicting all this on Wedge. This is probably good for both of them.

Then Wedge says something that sparks a memory. They'll never stop us. Biggs used to say that to him. In fact, it was the last thing he told Luke before—

Realization sweeps over him slowly; the realization that here in the Real, Biggs could still be alive. It's not likely and finding him unplugged is even less likely, but there's still that chance. That hope.

And then Luke tells himself that he really shouldn't be thinking about things that way. People don't just go unplugging people. At least... they've been told not to. But maybe that's wrong. Maybe they should.

Luke discovers that his face is dry now but as he regains awareness of Wedge holding onto him tightly, he begins to crumble again. This is all too much to think about and there's still so much that Luke doesn't know. His thoughts and emotions are everywhere and he's feeling things that are too strong to ignore... the possibility that Biggs may be alive somewhere being one of them. Years ago he'd felt especially strongly for Biggs and his death hit Luke harder than just about anything else in his life.

With his face tucked against Wedge's shoulder he takes in a shaky breath. "You probably shouldn't have said that."