Lucas flushes slightly as Margot brings out the drawing, and he half-reaches out a hand towards it. "You kept that? Aha... I didn't know what Luke wanted from me that one time; I didn't think he would actually print any of it. We didn't have newspapers back home..." He glances up towards Margot with a shy smile.
"I wanted to go home, you know, because... there were people who needed me." He nods slowly to himself. "Dad and... Kumatora and Duster. Everyone who might still be left. But now... I think... this is the best thing that could have happened. They have me with them - and... I can still have all of you."
He glances away slightly. "Do you think that's a selfish thing to think, Miss Margot?"
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Lucas flushes slightly as Margot brings out the drawing, and he half-reaches out a hand towards it. "You kept that? Aha... I didn't know what Luke wanted from me that one time; I didn't think he would actually print any of it. We didn't have newspapers back home..." He glances up towards Margot with a shy smile.
"I wanted to go home, you know, because... there were people who needed me." He nods slowly to himself. "Dad and... Kumatora and Duster. Everyone who might still be left. But now... I think... this is the best thing that could have happened. They have me with them - and... I can still have all of you."
He glances away slightly. "Do you think that's a selfish thing to think, Miss Margot?"