Luce hovers closely, not sure that she's supposed to linger this closely to other people's children, but there's a manner to him that makes her think twice about walking away so quickly. "Hey," she exhales, offering a wary smile. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I know that secrets are very important," she says, serious as she can be. She'd heard that break, that soft tell. She doesn't want to pry. "I have secrets too."