"You say that, but for all you know I might have noodle arms," Lucas shot back, his tone good humoured and a smirk on his face. He found himself enjoying this more with company than when he had been testing himself alone; perhaps he was wandering too much by himself, if he was getting such amusement out of dodging pebbles. Green eyes following Jigano's gaze as the moonlight poured silver onto the wet ground, he too focused on the rubble.
Laughing, he nodded and started heading across the street to where the large chunks of debris sat in wait, begging to be lifted and possibly thrown. "Or how much more you can lift than I can," he said with a casual shrug, examining the bits of rubble and selecting one of considerable size that was probably far too heavy for him. "If I can lift this, you owe me a drink." He chuckled.
Laughing, he nodded and started heading across the street to where the large chunks of debris sat in wait, begging to be lifted and possibly thrown. "Or how much more you can lift than I can," he said with a casual shrug, examining the bits of rubble and selecting one of considerable size that was probably far too heavy for him. "If I can lift this, you owe me a drink." He chuckled.
