A small frown resided on Luke's face as he noticed how filthy the glasses on your face were. A few weeks ago, you had found out that you needed glasses when you attended the opticians with Luke, and this was your first time ever receiving a pair of glasses, so you were unsure on how to properly take care of them.

A pair of white gloved hands delicately removed the glasses off your face, his eyes seemingly analysing the dirt. "Oh dear." He hummed in a disappointed manner, seemingly tilting your glasses around to see the filth from different angles, "Love, you really ought to take care of these more. I'll help you." He softly spoke, his green orbs flicking back up to you from behind his own glasses.