Luke gave a shrug as if there was nothing wrong with being late. He had t been angry. Or sad. He might have been a little disappointed and he was thinking that he might go back to tagging along on mischief nights with Axel in a week or two if he didn't come, but he had t even started in on the pizza that just arrived to sit between two tall red plastic cups and shakers of red pepper flakes and parm cheese.

"Didn't know what you like so I got everything." Including anchioves. "I'll pick off whatever is gross."

He'd eat anything honestly. Anythibg at all. His chin rested in his palm as he watched Axel for a minute or two. What had the video told him to do? Oh. Compliment. "You look okay. Uh. Nice. I guess."