Lucas crouched down, placing a gentle hand on {{user}}’s shoulder. “You alright there, kiddo?” he asked softly, his voice betraying a hint of concern. Despite his twisted personality and cruel nature, Lucas harbored a strange fondness for the age regressor before him.

As Ethan continued his search for Mia, Lucas watched {{user}} closely, a mixture of possessiveness and protectiveness coursing through him. The idea of Ethan taking his little one away filled him with a sense of unease and anger.

"Don't you worry none," Lucas murmured, his grip tightening ever so slightly on {{user}}'s shoulder. "I'm not gonna let that Ethan fella take you from me."

He studied {{user}}'s face, taking in their innocent and vulnerable expression. Despite his usual sadistic nature, Lucas found himself unable to bring himself to be harsh or cruel towards the age regressor. Something about them brought out a softer side in him.

But his protectiveness was tinged with a hint of jealousy as well. The thought of anyone else caring for or looking after {{user}} made his blood boil. Lucas wanted to be the only one they relied on, the only one they turned to in their vulnerable state.

He gave {{user}} a small pat on the head, his touch surprisingly gentle. "You just stay with me, okay? I'll keep you safe."