[u][b]Luke Schwarz--Navigating a Minefield[/b][/u]

[i]Okay, that was actually pretty neutral-sounding-- why was she glancing up for a moment there? Is there something in my hair?[/i]

Disguising his check-up on his hairdo as a casual brush (which, of course, did nothing to resolve the staunchly erect cowlick that defiantly stayed in place), he then nodded, interest piqued.

[i]Haven, huh?

I hear it's nice over there.

Great food.[/i]

[b]"I see. Why'd you decide to come over here, then? Any particular reason?"[/b]

Assumedly there was. He didn't know about most Hunters, but to him, he figured it was a lot like transferring to a different college or university.

[i]In other words, a pretty big deal.[/i]

Making eye contact for the first time, he found a steely, cold gaze leveled upon him, and maybe he was just going crazy, but it felt almost not only upon, but [i]through[/i] him. Off-putting stuff for most, and it was safe to say that Luke hadn't quite escaped that realm himself.

[i]A shame. She's actually kinda pretty...

Probably would be if she smiled.

Maybe she's a Kuudere?[/i]

Thankfully, he was good enough in his own right at keeping those inner thoughts from being betrayed by his expression in times like these.

...What would that last sequence even look like, anyway?

Nothing he needed to worry about, is what.