Lol. Stupid awesome motorcycle
Luke scoffed at Mao's reaction. He was such a drama queen. "I bet you've got band aids and aspirin around here somewhere," he shot back snarkily. "Or I can just call you an ambulance," Luke reached in his pocket for his phone, then abandoned the charade and looked over at him.
Yeah, Luke still wasn't comfortable and Mao's obvious ease wasn't making things any better. Honestly, Luke was pretty sure that he would've been kind of uncomfortable even if the situation had been reversed and they'd been at his house, but that was more because it had been Luke's bed that they'd been making out not so very long ago. Still... the fact that Mao was relaxed was kind of a good sign too - it meant that he felt less awkward. Hoping that this was the correct interpretation of the situation, Luke scooted his ass onto the bed a little more before he responded.
"Yeah... well honestly I don't think that most people know that this is happening to so many people, ya know? Like, maybe they think it's just themselves and maybe one other person and so they think they're weird. But in reality, it's everyone who's weird and that just makes this whole situation weird." Wow. Could he be any less articulate?
Luke would've responded to Mao's comment about James. He wanted to. He wanted to quite badly, in fact. But somehow he managed to hold his tongue (between his teeth) and let the comment pass. Arguing about James was the last thing they needed, especially since they were there to talk about the important shit that was happening on the island. "Anyway, I think it might be good to make another list. Like, on paper. We have to hide it obviously. Maybe make a code or something. We don't have to use names for now, but we gotta a figure out a way to make it easier to talk about that the adults won't know what's going on."