Honestly. The man had to know he was joking. Clearly he was not a savage of some kind and didn't eat eyeballs. Not that he could judge any society anywhere that did eat eyeballs. Well, people eyeballs he would judge for. Say no to cannibalism, kids. Pretty sure that's illegal .... everywhere.
More rambling. It seemed Runes was prone to this but Lucas didn't mind. He wasn't an overly chatty person himself so it was nice to have someone else fill the empty space. At least Runes wasn't rambling on about his five cats and all their names and tricks and how each one has a different diet and feeding time and-
well. Again. Lucas couldn't judge. He was pretty zealous for his own cat. Fox had her own bed.
Okay. Beds. Plural. Because she liked to sleep everywhere that Lucas was so there was one for near the piano, there was one in the kitchen and the living room and even one in the bedroom. Though she pretty much took up the entire bed for herself when it was time to sleep for both of them.
"Dinosaurs are extinct that we know of," Lucas pointed out with his pen waved in the air. "We could have the Loch Ness monster. The Yeti. Dragons? Come on. i'd rather have dragons than zombies any day."
The question about where he lived caught him off-guard. Lucas was a private person so it was his first instinct to keep his address a secret but he did own a B&B now and people would find out eventually. "The old bed and breakfast on the far side of town, off the old Cherry Road? I think. I'm still getting used to directins around here. I'm trying to fix it up. Did you know Mrs Cullen who owned it before me?"