Luke closes his eyes and leans in, resting comfortably against Cal.

And laughs at the carry on from BD. "Yes, he told me about you, BD, just like I told him about Artoo." He twists to peer at the little droid and offer his right hand for examination, though his glove is still on.

Artoo makes some very rude sounds about BD being allowed to clamber all over people.

"Hush, you'd do it if you were smaller and we all know it."