LUcas grins, quiet for a moment, “I know it’s fair. Isn’t the first thing a typical straight guy notices about a girl that she’s hot and then decides to talk to her?” He tilts his head, curious. He wasn’t straight, but he assumed that’s how it went, but it he was wrong, then, well. . . He was wrong, wasn’t he?
"I couldn't say - I've never seen a pretty girl in my life." he jokes.
Lucas laughs, “I’ve seen pretty, but no one hot. I know beauty when I see it. But, attractive? No, not one attractive girl in my life.”
Tristan chuckles.
"Not exactly what I meant." he says softly.
Lucas shrugs, “Ok?” She looks over his shoulder, “What did you mean?”
He points to his eyes, chuckling.
Lucas laughs, “Right— You make is easy to forget you’re blind.” He pauses, thinking.
Tristan laughs. "I've had practice. My ears and touch work very well."
Lucas doesn’t really respond besides nodding slightly, lost in his thoughts.
( Btw, I have to go soon for a bit- food)
Tristan walks up to Lucas and prods him.
"You good?' he asks.
(Ah okay!)
Lucas blinks, looking at him, smiling, “Yeah. I’m fine.” He hums, “So. . . Where are we going to get food?”
"I dunno. I've never been to Ireland before." he shrugs.
Lucas rolls his eyes, “Come on.” He walks outside, looking around, “There’s this place called Chapter One. Lets go there. I read it’s supposed to be one of the best in Ireland.”
Tristan chuckles.
"Alright. Lead the way." he says cheerfully.
Lucas nods, pulling his phone out, finishing the directions and starts walking.
Tristan casually slips an arm through Lucas' side and arm, to help himself walk without running into anything.
Lucas blinks, biting his lip, walking.
(I’ll brb in about 5-10 min)
(Alrighty!)
Tristan starts humming softly - a lullaby, or something like that - and starts to relax, probably for the first time since he'd gotten to Ireland.
Lucas eventually stops in front of a restaurant, looking at it, “Here we are.”
(Back)
(Okay!)
Tristan stops humming and chuckles.
"Well it looks very interesting." he jokes.
Lucas rolls his eyes, walking inside with a chuckle.
Tristan laughs, following after Lucas.
A wall of noise hits Tristan's ears and he winces slightly. "Didn't realize it'd be so damn loud in here."
Lucas looks at him, “Do you want to find somewhere quieter?”
Tristan shakes his head. "I want to try the food. I admit, I'm a sucker for a good steak."
Luc hums softly, “Hmm. . .” He waits for a moment, looking around.
Tristan pretends to look around to, making a mocking thoughtful noise.
"It'd be great if I could help you find an open table, but alas. . ." he snickers.
Luc rolls his eyes, “Okay, Tris- stop-“ He huffs.
Luc has a habit of just shortening peoples names-