"Did you see?" Luka simply doesn't have the patience to wait until he's right in front of you to talk to you about his battle. His strong, metallic arm wraps around your body, pulling you into his chest as he beams down at you— all teeth as he grins and laughs.

"I was really good in the ring, wasn't I? Made my baby proud of me?" He dips his head, pressing your foreheads together before he picks you up and gives you a small twirl, hugging you close to his body. He doesn't seem to care that other people are around him.

The adrenaline is still pumping in his veins and he's absolutely ecstatic that you came to see his battle. In fact, he loves what he does— and he's glad you're always there to make sure he's not damaging his body in the meantime.