[Smiling faintly, he shrugs, a little unsure where to start at such a request.]

Uncle Owen--- [Luke pauses, only partly because it still hurts to talk about them, mostly because he just had a revelation in terms of phrasing.]

I think both Yoda and Uncle Owen would agree that I never had my mind where I 'should be'. [But what else was he supposed to do, stuck doing chores and not doing something that demanded his whole attention, like flying? He shrugs.] He also called me reckless. Which... I guess isn't wrong, but usually it's what needs to be done.

[Another little shrug.]

I convinced Han and Chewie to come with me to help rescue Leia when we first met, but I didn't think of a way to get out... I like to think I'm a little better at planning, now, at least.

[He grins easily at that, shaking his head.]

I just... try to help, when I can.

[Luke tries very hard not to think of the most recent time when 'trying to help' turned into 'didn't at all and needed a rescue'.]