Lucas presses his lips together, mulling over a few warring thoughts as César explains the situation. Having met Undine and a few others already, he has no doubt people here come from all sorts of circumstances, but most seem to be terrible one way or another. the tragedy is compounded if this place is better than back home.

Not that he can say the same. There's people he already misses enough that his chest aches with the thought.

"Finding people here is a good thing," He remarks brightly, hoping to be reassuring. "And it's good to know that some people try to stick together when facing whatever this boat throws at them. That's not a bad thing either, right?"