[Luke closed his eyes and nodded, slowly. Considering how best to explain this, well, it was a lot to take in and there was a good bit to say that he just wasn't sure Wedge needed to know. It stung, a little, thinking of it like that, but he wasn't entirely sure what to do, himself. Or how he felt.]

I'm alright. [He does smile, a glimmer of his old self shining through.]

And I'm not sure I'd say it's above your paygrade. A lot of it is...Jedi stuff, and the rest is just a lot to take in.

[Flexing his hand again, he turns it so Wedge can see the fresh seam in the synthflesh. He wasn't sure how to broach the topic, though, given the prevailing attitude towards cyborgs. Wedge was a friend, and he'd find out though, so he just puts it out there.]

...Not quite as whole as I was, when I left. But I'm alright.