#endure:start

Fear brewing in his belly, churning towards something more volatile, but they couldn’t do nothing. They weren’t dealing with Tall Ones yet. Humans, they could do something about. This almost felt like a plan. “Someone has to stay behind, make sure they don’t come back, but I’m going after them.”

“Wow. You’ve really outdone yourself this time.” It came out in a huff, impressed despite how Luke didn’t want to be, eyebrows shooting to his hairline, a smile quirked at the corner of his lips. “That’s- that’s definitely the ugliest potato I’ve ever seen.”

The sad, squashed little thing looked almost angry. Angry and sad. He’d always thought the others were exaggerating about their prowess - or lack thereof - in the garden, but this was something else. He separated it from the rest of the pile, creating its own little space on their counter before diving back into their spoils.

There was no time to lose. He trusted the others to watch over the house, to make sure nothing happened, and maybe - on some level - there was a sense of relief in being able to leave them behind, while he did something. Anything. Progress was a distraction, but one Luke was happy to make.