[M] Fake it till you make it

Luke snorts a little when Ishir mentions that he likes it here so far. "What's there to like about this place?" He couldn't say this little spot of the world was particularly nice... but maybe that was because he'd lived here his whole life. It was easy to see the flaws in a place after a few years.

He blinks at the mini-barrage of questions... and grins. "Aww, curious about lil ol' me?" He teased, leaning back in his seat. Of course not. "I work with metal. What do you normally do?"