[Luke flashed a weak smile, quickly suppressed. Of course Wedge would've been mad at him, that just made sense. He had left without a word, and in this day and age, that could mean anything from an unexpected fuel detour to being captured by the Empire. Quite a large range of possibilities and few of them good.]

Doesn't quite work like that. But next time I go haring off, I'll try and at least let you know. That wasn't good of me, Wedge, and I'm sorry.

[Shifting his hand to cover up the seam, drawing a black gloves down, he grimaced. But ignoring it wasn't going to make it any less weird to have one hand that was slightly larger than the other.]

There's a lot that's happened that I can say though. Mostly Vader. That's how I lost my hand.