IF YOU WERE A PARTY, I'D BE THE PILLS / private, luca

Luca had his own fair share of insecurities. His father had always been disappointed in him for being too weak, too feminine and cowardly. He was a lot stronger and braver now, although his dad still wouldn't be pleased if he could see him now. In fact, running into his father again was one of Luca's greatest fears. He knew he was still around due to the faint angel blood that ran through his veins, so the possibility was definitely there. He wondered what he would say to him if they ever did come face to face again. Nothing good, he knew that for sure. He distracted himself from his thoughts by focusing on Rinto, whose excitement seemed infectious. Luca's cheeks burned beneath his fur as the feline continued to compliment him, his tail curling restlessly around one of his hind legs.

"Sure, I'd love to!" he said in response to Rinto's offer, his heart starting to speed up in his chest. Since coming to the typhoon, all his advances had been promptly shut down. This was the first time that he had any hope of reciprocation, said hope only intensified by the fact that Rinto had made the first move. Maybe if he made the right moves he'd be able to do something other than talk; after all it had been so long since he'd last fed, and he was starting to get a hungry for something other than food. Real food wasn't what kept his body running. "Which one's your hut?" He asked, setting his eyes curiously on the feline before him.