Lucas focused on the flickering flames as Alice responded to him. What she said was right. After all, people don’t just become friends for no reason at all. It just felt so… strange, that it was their powers, what set them apart from everyone else, that brought them closer together. It brought him some peace to know that their friendship wasn’t as superficial as some of his other ones.

Lucas laughed when Alice playfully shoved his shoulder, but frowned when she returned his question to him. He shook his head.

“To be honest, I liked you right from the very beginning, before I even knew you had powers,” he admitted. He pulled his metal stick away from the fire as he decided the hotdog that would be his dinner was heated well enough.

“It’s weird,” he said in a softer voice. “How you start friendships people, I mean. I would’ve never thought I’d get close with you because of the fact that we’re both pretty much freaks…” He sighed somewhat dejectedly.

“But,” he said in a happier tone, “I guess we freaks gotta stick together right?” He offered her a small smile before it fell from his face again. It was evident that something was upsetting him, but it was hard to tell what exactly was on his mind. It seemed like he was sulking over his powers, but that isn’t what bothered him. What really bothered him was how his abilities affected his life and his relationships with others, although, obviously, it wasn’t quite as extreme as Alice’s case. Still, he was sure Alice would agree with him that their lives would be drastically different if they were simply [i]normal[/i], not just pretending to be normal.

Unfortunately, Lucas he would only get more agitated if he continued to think about a life he didn’t and would never have, but he couldn’t help it. Who could blame him, anyways? It wasn’t like he asked for his powers.

“You got any buns?” he asked after a small pause, nodding toward his hotdog.