The fact that someone else was in the elevator didn't brighten Luther's mood in the slightest. He grimaced, before heading in. The button for the first floor had already been selected so he leaned against the same wall as the boy, glancing at him and his mound of trash. Something about that nudged the back of his mind, though through the pain in his leg and his headache it was hard to place.
"Hello," he managed. The doors shut and the elevator lurched upwards. Luther didn't even groan - it never did what it was supposed to, especially when one actually needed the elevator. The last time he'd been stuck in it had been with Katya after the wedding fiasco - which didn't help his mood either. At least before that, he'd met Joanie. He glanced at the boy again. "Why are you using it?" Most residents were aware of it's near-demonic properties.