[Luke knocks on the door in the early afternoon. He looks a lot better than when he first arrived; he's wearing a long white coat that he probably wore once or twice during his previous stay, wings slipping out the back, carrying a covered bowl beneath his arm. His expectant, nervous smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. He's always nervous when it comes to Asch.
He takes a step backward and rocks onto his heels, glancing at the facade of the house, at nothing in particular.]
[action; backdated to 3/21]
He takes a step backward and rocks onto his heels, glancing at the facade of the house, at nothing in particular.]