[David's about to say something unusually frank and unusually complimentary all at once, which means he's keeping his eyes on the ceiling instead of looking at Lucas while he does. Lacing his hands behind his head, he continues:]
This place is crazy, yeah, but right now? This could just be my house, and you could be someone I hung out with before that cult fucked everything up. It's nice.
[There's a definite twinge of melancholy in those last two words. David tries not to think about his friends too much so he can focus on the work itself, but the reasons for it are never far from his mind.]
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[David's about to say something unusually frank and unusually complimentary all at once, which means he's keeping his eyes on the ceiling instead of looking at Lucas while he does. Lacing his hands behind his head, he continues:]
This place is crazy, yeah, but right now? This could just be my house, and you could be someone I hung out with before that cult fucked everything up. It's nice.
[There's a definite twinge of melancholy in those last two words. David tries not to think about his friends too much so he can focus on the work itself, but the reasons for it are never far from his mind.]