Andy laughed. "Oh I'm the inexperienced one with drugs?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and smirking at her. "I'm willing to bet that you're definitely wrong about that. In fact, if you're the more experienced, I might just have to bow down to you, because I've been a stoner for as long as I can freakin' remember," he told her. It was a pretty big exaggeration, but it had been at least ten years. Maybe just less than, he supposed, but still. If Lexie was more into drugs than Andy was, he would have to color himself impressed. The bump from her hip elicited another laugh and he had to keep himself from poking her playfully in the stomach. It would've been reflexive, but he'd had his hand smacked away for doing that one too many times to think it'd be a good idea. Women didn't seem to take kindly to that sort of thing, joking or not. He'd learned his lesson on that a long time ago.
"Maybe," he replied thoughtfully. "I've never eaten anything green and artificially flavored that I actually liked, I don't think..." Green Jell-O? No, that was gross. Green Jolly Ranchers? Disgusting. Green Slime Kool-Aid? Nasty.
Nodding, Andy looked back at her gravely. "Pretty super secret," he agreed. Then, he cracked a smile. "No, really, it's just that if I told you, you'd think I was a freak and you'd never feel like talking to me again. And, you know, I'd miss ya," he admitted. Luna had called his mind thing Unforgivable and she was her own pleasant kind of freak; Lexie would probably never understand.
Andy looked down and nodded slightly. "Yeah, Martha was good people," he said. He remembered the way she'd been too stubborn to run, having wanted to stay behind and protect him from the cougar and he remembered wondering if it was because she'd been in the military or because she thought he was weak. He remembered having used his mind thing for the first time in a year - well, with the exception of siccing the gay porn on that fucking douche back in Guthrie and sending visions to Sam when he'd first shown up here. Even if he might've saved her life doing it, it hadn't mattered in the long run and he was ashamed for having used it at all. "She was cool. You'd have liked her." A short pause passed and then he smirked. "The tiny titan that she was...man, that chick was like five feet and three inches of bad assery. She was impressive. I'm quite honestly proud to say I knew her," he finished with a sad sort of smile.
Lexie seemed to lean back against him a little, although Andy wasn't sure if it was just his imagination or if she really was doing so. Another sad smile crossed his lips as he just barely was able to make out what she said and she looked over at him. "I don't think I've ever heard that before, Lex," he admitted. "I'm really glad I met you, too."
And then came the nervous twist in his stomach as he looked back at her and he had to look away. Andy had seen her with Dean in the gym. He'd lost Luna to Dean, in his own mind, and he wasn't going to set himself up to lose someone else. It was pointless to look at Lexie as anything other than a friend, so he pushed it all away and furrowed his brow as he looked out in front of him. "You're a cool chick, Lexie," he said quietly and looked back at her, giving her a small smile.