"Look, husband! There he goes! Wooooo!"
Watching the mecha his good brother had made practically explode off the starting line, Luca eagerly grabbed at Xavier's sleeve while excitedly waving his newly updated sign.
It had apparently evolved into a composite piece sometime between that morning and the present, now with an additional smaller board displaying a single oversized headshot of Owen Mylor.
Luca waved the entire thing with incredible enthusiasm, completely unaware that, had anyone from his rather forgotten past seen it, it would probably have looked like he was demanding the teenager's severed head alongside that massive ransom note.
Thankfully, the Empire collectively wore rose-colored glasses whenever Luca Kyros and his questionable creations were involved.
