"Oof." Luka says. "I didn't know."

He listens to the sounds of Sxicq scooping ice cream and puts down his spoon. He doesn't mind if they eat the whole thing. If it made them happy it was doing more for them than it would for him, anyway.

"What will you do when you leave this... 'shell'?" He asks after a moment of contemplation. "Do you have like, dreams? Hobbies?"