It could come up, especially if something regarding Luke being a replica comes up. Who knows! Honestly, Luke isn't all that worried about people finding out. He kind of got used to traveling with people that already knew. It will be one heck of a story, though.
"I believe it said I'm in apartment three-dash-zero-four in Building Two," just to make sure, he's pulling the key out of his pocket and looking at it, "Yeah..."
He pauses as he listens. Wow, that's really cool, that Little Dia always knows where he is. The mention of new arrivals normally being tired has Luke giving a sheepish smile. Well, he is tired...but, he hadn't wanted to bring it up. Besides, he's kind of used to it. It's not as though he got much sleep at the hotel- as ironic as that might sound, to some.
Well, he's not actually opposed to physical contact. He simply hasn't received much of it...especially not lately. In fact, the last time anyone touched him- Just like that, Luke cuts the thought off. There's just a faint flicker of sadness in his eyes, before he manages to. Remembering one's own death isn't exactly easy, no matter how strong the person is.
Smiling lightly, he responds to the offer by lifting an arm. It's an invitation to a hug. Just to make sure said invitation is clear, he steps closer. Diarmuid had said a hug or touching someone would help. Luke's...actually pretty curious to find out if this works.
"Well, I never actually thought much about it. Really, though, I never had trouble telling how he really felt. He showed his feelings through other actions, I believe. Besides, sometimes people can show they care about you by...scolding you, and things like that."
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"I believe it said I'm in apartment three-dash-zero-four in Building Two," just to make sure, he's pulling the key out of his pocket and looking at it, "Yeah..."
He pauses as he listens. Wow, that's really cool, that Little Dia always knows where he is. The mention of new arrivals normally being tired has Luke giving a sheepish smile. Well, he is tired...but, he hadn't wanted to bring it up. Besides, he's kind of used to it. It's not as though he got much sleep at the hotel- as ironic as that might sound, to some.
Well, he's not actually opposed to physical contact. He simply hasn't received much of it...especially not lately. In fact, the last time anyone touched him- Just like that, Luke cuts the thought off. There's just a faint flicker of sadness in his eyes, before he manages to. Remembering one's own death isn't exactly easy, no matter how strong the person is.
Smiling lightly, he responds to the offer by lifting an arm. It's an invitation to a hug. Just to make sure said invitation is clear, he steps closer. Diarmuid had said a hug or touching someone would help. Luke's...actually pretty curious to find out if this works.
"Well, I never actually thought much about it. Really, though, I never had trouble telling how he really felt. He showed his feelings through other actions, I believe. Besides, sometimes people can show they care about you by...scolding you, and things like that."