It wasn't hard to spook Luce. She was the type of person who was a wet dream for those who loved to laugh at all things frightening. She hated haunted houses and scary movies made her sometimes leave the theater. However, there was always someone or something that made her stay.
In this case it was Tatum. She loved the pot and the cute entertainment the girl provided. It was kind of a sunny moment in the shit storm that was her life. She bit her lip when she was left alone, crossing her arms to try and tame the chill she felt. The tour was perhaps cheesy, but it gave her time to see who else was here and who else might be able to tolerate her. She would have hated to have spent the entire time friendless and alone. It seemed like this was the set of a horror movie. Everyone seemed attractive, no matter what their age.
Lucretia couldn't blame being left alone on Tatum. Luce was sure that she was boring as hell and maybe Tatum wanted to meet someone other than her. Luce was just quiet and was the type to roll her eyes if the person in front of her was walking to slow. She knew she wasn't all that active in their conversation before so she promised to work on that.
"It's okay," Luce whispered before moving a strand of hair from her face. "And ask away. I'm sure it would be more entertaining to talk about than this tour. Though I have to admit, though it is a little cheesy, I am a little creeped out."