"ahh come on one drink won't kill ya, and your a big fella. You'll be alright."
Patting his arm as he walks past him now pulling another cig out.
"there's a pub not to far from here, just go in for one pint."
"Yeah, weird, right?" Luther says, shrugging.
"Eh, I don't know. Probably shouldn't." Luther says, shrugging. He's always worried that it'd become a bad way to cope, like it had the one night he went off after finding out about his time on the moon being for nothing.
"Okay, that's something new, really are a house full a supers. a talking chimp."
Smiling widely as he just shook his head
"could use a beer right about now, ya drink?"
"No, No, uh... A talking... Chimpanzee. Actually." Luther says, realizing that if Nathan actually believes he could have a walking breathing pogo stick, he'd probably believe him about Pogo being a chimpanzee.
"Pogo, like a pogo stick...."
He was just thinking before he gasped.
"Don't tell me, ya go a walking breathing pogo stick around your place? That is somethin else."
"No, he uh. He died. A while back." Luther shrugs. "Siblings go in and out sometimes. Myself, Grace, and Pogo- I didn't tell you about Pogo. He uhm..." He hesitates. "Maybe it best you just meet him if you moved in. Don't think you'd believe me."
"Sounds so inviting."
Yeaa he was being very sarcastic.Rubbing the back of his neck as he looked around.
"That all bat of dad of your's isn't around there anymore?"
"Sounds like you're trying to make me into a working adult. Drink, drugs, party, sex. More my going about."
Shrugs.
"Suppose doesn't hurt to learn but I won't have fun."
"me learnin to cook, that's a right laugh right there. Less ya want your kitchen burnt to a crisp I wouldn't. I'd survive but the kitchen won't."
Laughing as he shook his head.
Luther frowns and looks grossed out for a second before letting out a sigh.
"Yeah, she's a robot. My Father made her to take care of us..." Luther trails off before speaking back up "Sometimes I make meals, sometimes she does, a lot of the time I just make food when I want it."
"Wait hot mama is a bot?"
Nathan just blinked as he looked at Luther.
"suppose that's why she looks so good after all this time, checks out. But yes home made meals sounds delectable."
Luther can't help the flash of worry that crosses his face.
"Vending machines? That's it? Of course it comes with meals. Grace, my... Robot Mom, I guess- Forgot to tell you about that part- She sometimes makes meals but you can always just find something in the kitchen."
"Well, if you're sayin ya got room, how can possibly say no. Does it also come with meals? I've been living off crisps and shit from the vending machines."
"You could. Move in, we've got the space. One thing about this place is that it has an un-needed amount of rooms. You don't have to be stuck there anymore." Luther says, suddenly feeling a protectiveness towards this guy. Definitely his big-brother instincts.
"It wasn't too bad. I had all the food I needed. The comfort of my own room. Though, the bed was too small. My dad never bothered to get a bigger one. It was okay, just... Lonely."
"I think I'd be a good partner but most not looking for anything serious. If it happened to come around though I wouldn't mind."
He shrugged as he frowns a little
"well the barry one wasn't on purpose. And if I did go for the other chick it'd be because she touched me and then It was also not on purpose I had no control over it but I have not gone for her she's too high maintenance."