Luca found Rinto in his thoughts as well. He spent the night awake, curled up on the pile of pillows he called his bed and trying fruitlessly to get some rest. Unlike Rinto, Luca fully believed in the concept of reincarnation. His life was a constant cycle of death and rebirth, one he had been trying to escape for decades now. No matter what he did, however, he never managed to stay dead for long. He stared blankly at his wall as he tried to figure out where he had seen Rinto before, tossing and turning occasionally as he tried to figure things out. It wasn't uncommon for him to spend the night awake, but he was still a little surprised to see the first rays of light as they shone in through his window. He pulled himself to his paws and looked out at the sunride, blinking blankly at the shoreline.

That's about when he heard his name being shouted outside. Luca's ears pricked and he made his way towards his door, pushing it open and stepping outside to find the source of the call. It wasn't too hard to spot Rinto, considering he wasn't that far from Luca's hut itself, and the hellhound was quick to close the gap between them. He often told people that they were free to come to him with any concerns, but he wasn't quite used to people following up on it. "Need something?" Luca asked curiously as he approached, his eyes lingering on Rinto's adorable body. He found himself licking his lips, and then he returned his gaze to Rinto's face, flashing a quick half-smile.

Rinto's cute exterior definitely didn't disappoint. Luca watched with growing adoration as the feline fumbled over his words, his eyes glowing faintly for a second as his emotions got the better of him. He almost pounced on Rinto right then and there, but managed to control himself for the time being. He wanted to hear what Rinto had to say. Since he had been called out so suddenly and so early, he automatically assumed that Rinto wanted him for something important.

That didnt seem to be the case, however, as Rinto soon blurted out that he wanted to thank Luca for his kindness. Now that was a first. The hellhound stood by and watched as Rinto took off his backpack and started rummagaing through it, a hint of confusion in those luminous rose eyes of his. He sat down and curled his tail messily around his paws, wondering what exactly Rinto meant. He didnt remember being overly kind (his personality wasn't the best thing he had to offer) but then again, maybe Rinto just had crazy low standards. Luca watched as the feline pulled out a cute little bag, taking it when it was offered to him. "Thanks," he said, flashing another of his soft smiles. He wasn't all too sure what was going on, but he always appreciated gifts, especially from those that Luca considered cute.

It was Rinto's last sentence, however, that seemed to clear things up for Luca. His smile grew into something a tad more sly, heat rising to his cheeks. "I see," he said somewhat breathlessly, although he regained his composure relatively quickly. He giggled a little, swaying to his paws. "But out of us, you're definitely the cuter one," Luca shot back, drawing closer to the feline in an attempt to nuzzle him a little. Luca had always been physical with his displays of affection, much to the dismay of the people around him.

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Luca had his own fair share of insecurities. His father had always been disappointed in him for being too weak, too feminine and cowardly. He was a lot stronger and braver now, although his dad still wouldn't be pleased if he could see him now. In fact, running into his father again was one of Luca's greatest fears. He knew he was still around due to the faint angel blood that ran through his veins, so the possibility was definitely there. He wondered what he would say to him if they ever did come face to face again. Nothing good, he knew that for sure. He distracted himself from his thoughts by focusing on Rinto, whose excitement seemed infectious. Luca's cheeks burned beneath his fur as the feline continued to compliment him, his tail curling restlessly around one of his hind legs.

"Sure, I'd love to!" he said in response to Rinto's offer, his heart starting to speed up in his chest. Since coming to the typhoon, all his advances had been promptly shut down. This was the first time that he had any hope of reciprocation, said hope only intensified by the fact that Rinto had made the first move. Maybe if he made the right moves he'd be able to do something other than talk; after all it had been so long since he'd last fed, and he was starting to get a hungry for something other than food. Real food wasn't what kept his body running. "Which one's your hut?" He asked, setting his eyes curiously on the feline before him.