Lucas didn't really have an insightful response to Claire's insightful response, and sort of floundered in the return. "Carpe diem, or something, right?" he responded, pondering. "Seems like...a good plan," he admitted. That sucked, dude, he thought to himself. This girl was making him happy just by talking to him, and he didn't want to mess it up. Even if it was just a chat, so far.
Lucas smiled at Claire's question. "It's not lame...not everything can be really deep and thought-provoking, you know," he responded with a grin. "I don't have any pets...never have. My parents aren't animal people. It would be kinda cool to have one though, maybe," he finished, basically thinking out loud at this point.
He happily sat down next to her in the sand. Alright, this is pretty amazing, he thought to himself as untapped annals of emotions returned to him like an old friend. "I mean...lots of people depend on animals. I think my complete lack of them is weirder, honestly," he replied as he absentmindedly drew little designs in the sand with his fingers. You're so boring, dude, he thought to himself.
As he wracked his brain to invent another question to ask Claire, he just looked around, admiring the beach. "I never get bored of this place," he remarked. "It's so...perfect." He thought for a moment. [b]"And you fit right in," he said, instinctively looking away from her almost ashamed as soon as he delivered the thinly veiled compliment. He was not what you'd call experienced.