"If you like comic books, you'll love this place," Luke says with another soft laugh. Every now and then he'll encounter someone unexpected, a name he never would have imagined actually meeting and he finds himself thinking of how Clary and Simon would both react to it. Clary had always been more interested in the art of the books more than anything, but Simon would likely lose his mind if he knew he could be neighbours with Tony Stark or Pepper Potts. It isn't that he really wishes for any of them to join him here, only because he hates the thought of taking them away from everything that's familiar, but there are certainly times he likes to imagine their reactions to this city and everything in it.
"The boundaries between fiction and reality don't quite exist here in the same way they do where we come from," he explains as they head for the register. "You'll figure that out soon enough, I imagine." And if he likes comic books even half as much as Simon, it's likely to blow his mind.
When Derek asks to be reminded to donate the clothes he's bought, Luke nods. He suspects Derek will remember that just fine on his own, but if he shows up at the cabin and sees the clothes still stacked up and sitting around, he'll take care of it. Because Luke has already realized something awful about this, that when Derek goes back to being himself, he's going to remember everything that's happened lately and Luke can't imagine that will be at all easy to take.
"Do you want to change before we go?" he asks, nodding to the dressing rooms once Derek has paid. "They can cut the tags off, I'm sure they won't mind." Especially if the pink colour in the girl behind the register's cheeks is anything to go by. She flushes a little deeper when Luke looks at her and shakes her head. "We can do that," she offers, ducking behind the counter, presumably to look for scissors.
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"The boundaries between fiction and reality don't quite exist here in the same way they do where we come from," he explains as they head for the register. "You'll figure that out soon enough, I imagine." And if he likes comic books even half as much as Simon, it's likely to blow his mind.
When Derek asks to be reminded to donate the clothes he's bought, Luke nods. He suspects Derek will remember that just fine on his own, but if he shows up at the cabin and sees the clothes still stacked up and sitting around, he'll take care of it. Because Luke has already realized something awful about this, that when Derek goes back to being himself, he's going to remember everything that's happened lately and Luke can't imagine that will be at all easy to take.
"Do you want to change before we go?" he asks, nodding to the dressing rooms once Derek has paid. "They can cut the tags off, I'm sure they won't mind." Especially if the pink colour in the girl behind the register's cheeks is anything to go by. She flushes a little deeper when Luke looks at her and shakes her head. "We can do that," she offers, ducking behind the counter, presumably to look for scissors.