Lucas looks at her. Waiting for her to notice him. He knew it was a her but he hoped the her was the new one. She seemed interesting. He hoped she wouldn't break. He didn't want her to break. His brother wouldn't send her away if she didn't. "If you are the new girl...don't be broken." He says softly. His voice warm yet held a tone of concern. "If you break...he will send you back. If you don't break...he will keep you...maybe. Well...it is more likely he won't send you back if you can't be broken." He looked at her even though she was in the shadows. "My name? Oh...it is Lucas. I'll call you your name when I learn it. For now...for now you are Mystic. I will call you that because you give off a mysterious aura and you are a beautiful chick." he says. Looking at her and walks closer but stops after a foot. "I like your top...it seems cool. It suits you." He says. Looking at her. "We can be friends...I will get you food if you lose getting any." He says.