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[There's an unhappy "Luke" stomping about, grumbling about something under his breath. He had a bagful of food in hand and was heading back to the house. There are birds stalking him, maybe that's why he's so unhappy.]

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[Reaching up to try to touch one of the birds when he hears "Luke" and jumps back a step before smiling really brightly] Ah...! Hi Mister!

...

[head goes tiltytilt] You've got lots of friends... [reaching up towards one of the birds again]

...They're not my friends. More like a nuisance.

[D:] But they're pretty and they like you.

They just want the food.

Oh... [looks sad, then looks down towards his own tummy and hugs it, and then looks back up at him, shuffling closer] But maybe they'll still wanna be your friends, Mister. [don't mind that the kid's a little frowny, by the way; he's trying to figure out why you remind him of his brother even though you're obviously another "Mister" as far as he can tell]

...Doubt it. [watches his actions, curious.] Are you hungry too?

B-but Mister's a nice person, so they'll wanna be your friends...

[bites his lip before nodding a little bit]

...tch, well I'm not interested in being friends with a bunch of birds.

[he sighs] Would you like me to make you something?

But they're pretty...

[looks a little nervous, swaying back and forth with little turns at his waist] U-um... um... [nods a tiny bit again]

They're annoying.

[nods, turning around] Come on.

Uwaah...! [runs forward a few steps to try to keep, up, but since his legs are so much tinier and he was a little bit away, he ends up taking off from the ground without meaning to; it lets him catch up, and he lands without realizing he was even off the ground and grabs the end of "Mister's" coat]

...[slows down a little] Where did those wings come from?

A-ah... th-they're...

...Well?

[kind of talking to himself] Mister's not a bad person... Mister won't make me do bad things...

U-um... you promise you won't tell people 'bout it if I tell?

...

I promise.

Big Brother and I make 'em. He said it's 'cause I'm Lorelei's special person that I can make 'em. But... but Big Brother's not here, and then I met someone who said he's Lorelei, and when he helped me get up 'cause I fell, my wings got made. And and... and I really didn't mean to, and he said Big Brother won't be mad at me if I made 'em 'cause I didn't mean to, and they're not going away real fast like they do when I make 'em with Big Brother, and I like that 'cause they're really pretty. [...wow, I did not intend for him to ramble like that]

...

[and now he's gonna stretchy his wings out all nice and big so you can get a nice good look at them] See? They're really, really pretty. And know what? Big Brother's are prettier.

...Heh, yes they are. [still processing everything the kid had said] Your older brother, Asch I assume.

Uh-huh! Big Brother's Asch, and I'm Luke! [:D And now he's doing that cute little turning-back-and-forth-at-the-waist thing again] Mister's like Big Brother...

Yea, I figure as much. [pff, trying to make his heart melt, kid?]

...

[He doesn't try to, he just somehow gets that reaction♥]

You remind me of Big Brother a lot... lots more than the other Mister who looked kind of like him, too, but wasn't him.