Eddy didn't seem bothered by Luke's admittance, which made the boy feel better about the whole thing.  It was unlikely he'd ever get to finish his degree, but it was nice to know he wasn't going to be judged... Some of his exes had.<br/><br/>Highschool... That was rough.  Luke had at least been able to finish that far, had been able to dream of applying to schools he wanted to go to...  Eddy hadn't had the chance, or at least Luke assumed so.  Probably family issues, needed to help at home...<br/><br/>Luke suddenly remembered the conversation about the sword, about Eddy's grandmother.  Cancer.  That would definitely require some extra help... Luke didn't pry, just nodded a little as he listened, grey-blue eyes solemn and intent.  Things had probably turned out very differently for the two of them than what they'd expected.<br/><br/>The question brought a little grin back, and the boy shrugged slightly, bony shoulders bouncing.  "Ah, I'm sure something like that exists...  There's a degree for nearly everything."  He murmured a thank you as Eddy refilled the drinks; this time he intended to keep track, from getting totally wasted.<br/><br/>"So, um..."  Where was he even going with this?  Who knew.  Luke ran a hand through his hair, pushing back the dark, mussy tresses.  "... I feel like we talked about a lot of things, last time, but, I can't totally remember... I didn't do anything super embarrassing, did I...?"  Part of him really wanted to know if Eddy might ever be interested in him, or if the guy was even gay, or even single at that.  And if he was all of those things... well.  Luke took a sip, letting the bourbon sit on his tongue, and waited to see what the man might say.