[Luca's fingers thread together against the mug. He sips again, not really caring about the tea bag sloshing around. It just makes the flavor that much more vivid. And maybe if he keeps it in, it'll be encouragement to not stick around too long. To not get attached to -

The thought settles uncomfortably within his chest. He shifts back toward the sink, carefully depositing the bag just as Joshua had. The returns to his same position, and offers a careful smile.]

I should hope that he does. [He glances toward the floor, thoughtful now. He taps his shoe against the tile once, twice, three times, before looking back up at Joshua.] And if he and I are to be so tied, then that means you are effectively family. And as I would do anything for my family...

Well, I am sure you understand.