#interaction;luca

He was sure he had good intentions, meant well even, that didn't change the fact of the matter. Luca had an outlet, it wasn't perfect and it wasn't regular but it was enough. It had to be enough. Still Trick wasn't giving him much rope here lately. Testing him, pressing harder and harder on things that Luca did his best to hold down. Normally he wouldn't even be having this discussion, he'd just shut it down outright and it'd be over. Things with Trick were different, always had been, and this was no different.

[text: Extra Luca]: Don’t you have a bed time? [text: Extra Luca]: It’s not even that scary.  [text: Extra Luca]: You’ll be fine

Returning he stopped by to see Edgar, just to let him know he was off for the night and get a kiss before he was seeking her out. He knocked twice as an announcement before opening the door. “Word has it you had a rough day. I come bearing treats.” He explained as he held up the paper bag filled with the assorted pastries and the green bottle.

The strange motions of her hand was obscured by the white spots briefly dancing before his eyes. Should he have caught a proper glance it would have been nothing more than nervous jitterings from another captive. Letting his hands return to his sides he looked her over, exhaustion overlaying his features as he considered her question. The last thing he expected was for her to ask after him. “Migraines aren’t typical for me, no. Made work hell to get through today.” He saw now real downside to being honest. The worst she could do is find ways to exploit it which would not work in her favor. If she was smart she wouldn’t even make an attempt. Exhaustion would not prevent him from proving a point. The energy could come from somewhere if he needed to.

This is why he didn’t go to Daryl. He had been assured that this wouldn’t be a laced batch. Even had someone sample it to appease the Prince. What Daryl hadn’t mentioned was the batch he gave to Luca and the sampled batch weren’t the same at all. It was all a show and now he was suffering for it. He was doing his best to manage it on his own but well that was hard to do when time slipped through your fingers and he would have felt better if his veins felt like they were on fire instead of whatever the hell this was. Heaven help whoever found him.

Luca was changing out of his stained clothes when he felt a presence behind him. For a second it was hard to tell who it was through the adrenaline. Once it clicked he let out a loud sigh. “Thought you went home Queen.” He couldn’t hide the annoyance from his voice as he turned to finally face her throwing the shirt into the hamper. It had been hard enough dealing with a large crowd and trying to keep tabs on everyone. Thea was always hard to follow in events like that and he lost his thread on her again tonight. He hated it. “Lost you out there tonight.”

Luca knew the moment she entered the building she was here. Most likely to convince him to go home. That was his first thought until he felt eyes lingering on him. “Sweetheart if you wanted a show all you had to do was ask.”