"I mean-I try to help people when I can...but-I tend to wolf out in high stress situations...so I'm kinda more trouble than I'm worth..."
"Oh-a-are you leaving...?"
"Ohh...o-ok..."
Lukas sits cross legged at the edge of the bed
"Hey-um-I can uh-get out of your hair tomorrow...i-if you want..."
"Well-do you...want me to...?"
