Luka's POV
"She was full of surprises back then. Still is, I guess." I ruffled his hair gently. "The point is, Elliot, just be yourself. That's the most important thing. Learn as much as you can and have fun. There's no need to try to impress anyone or pretend to be someone you're not. The right people will like you for who you are."
He nodded seriously, taking in my words. "Okay. I can do that."
"I know you can."
Just then, a voice called out from somewhere deeper in the house. "Master Elliot, lunch is ready! I prepared chicken parmesan!”
Elliot's face lit up even more. "Yes, one of my favorites! I'm starving!" He started to run toward the dining area, then stopped and looked back at me. "Are you staying for lunch?"
"If that's okay with you."
"It's okay with me." He grinned, then
