Luke accepted his half of the cookie with a smile, absently thinking about how cute Lizzie was as she nibbled her half. The thought was chased from his mind when Lizzie told him that Mao was "comfortable with himself," though, and he scoffed, shaking his head firmly in response. "Trust me, Lizzie, Mao is anything but comfortable with himself. It's all an act. But I see right through him." He drew himself up a little, proud of his perceptiveness. "He's just as scared as I am, if not more. That's probably why he won't answer my question."