[You would love that microwave thing. Once Luke is nudged and he looks over his shoulder, he briefly wonders how in the world Guy suddenly made cups of hot chocolate appear in his hands and considers magic, but then rules that out as both impossible and kiddie, so he sits himself up and takes the mug, absently gesturing their sign for "thanks".]
Maybe one day I'll feel for your steps instead of listening for them.
[Despite the statement, it isn't a bitter one, and he even smiles a little before he takes a sip of his hot chocolate. Okay, so maybe he loves that microwave thing too.]
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Maybe one day I'll feel for your steps instead of listening for them.
[Despite the statement, it isn't a bitter one, and he even smiles a little before he takes a sip of his hot chocolate. Okay, so maybe he loves that microwave thing too.]