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 "Nice" wasn't something people usually described Lucas as. Not since that incident anyway. To say he had changed a lot, would be an understatement. Words usually associated with his present self would be cold, overambitious, even impersonal. He was undeniably courteous, but courteous in the way a crystal glass was against a pair of warm lips. He did what he was supposed to do, exceptionally well, but that was that. He knew that. He had chosen that. Nonetheless, he felt a little glad Nathan thought he was nice. His stomach felt light and jittery. 
 
He wondered if Nathan was very different now than from his usual self. If he learned anything from his residency, it was that most people changed when they were very sick. They either got desperate for company, or bitter as hell. 
 
"I'll be right here", he nodded to himself, looking at his feet. 
 
"If I leave, who knows, you might try to run off again", he ventured for something light-hearted to say. 
 
Sitting opposite the other man, plastic cup cradled in his lap, he blinked. 
 
"Something about me?", he said, biting his lip. Lucas was quiet for a long time. He wished he had something he could offer, something to say that would make Nathan like him. It was terribly hard though, finding it in himself to divulge personal things. Like a muscle that hadn't been used in a long time, his social skills really have atrophied over the years. Knitting his eyebrows, he started tapping his feet. 
 
"Um. Yeah.. this is my first year of residency. I'm turning 25 this year. And neither. My drink of choice is Dr Pepper. Unhealthy but...", he quirked the corner of his lip. He looked back at Nathan, searching for acknowledgement. At the mention of a cat, though, Lucas' face instantly perked up. He had always wanted a pet, and was especially fond of cats. He thought they were very clever, and very cute. 
 
Coming from a relatively large family though, having another mouth to feed was out of the question. He'd probably have had to give up a meal to afford kitty litter. Now that he was an adult though, why hadn't he gotten a cat yet? He would have to look into that soon. 
 
"You have a cat? What's its name?", he asked, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. "Is it a boy or girl?"
 
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