I'm sure You would be fine.

[It's not hard to see that most of the Grove cares for him. Perhaps not as much as Luca, but good luck getting him to admit that out loud just yet. The point is, Luca isn't so certain he's brought all that much good to Zahliya's life. Not that he doesn't cherish the Gargoyle or -

whoa, those are awfully sappy thoughts. Yet it turns out, they go just fine with his steadily thumping heart. He can't help it, when those claws find a way to be so gentle to him. They make him feel... less abnormal. He's long struggled with the burden of his Blessing, and how it makes him stand out. But when everyone else is different..]

I'm going to choose to ignore that comment - [Said with a soft grin.] and simply say that I... think I rather like when you aren't put together, Zahliya.

[He feels warm and light, content despite the way his heart rabbits within his chest. He meant what he said about feeling young again. This feels like his first crush, like how he used to write his own name with various last names of the boys he fancied around Aerea.]

It feels like a gift. Something secret for the two of us to share.