Elara rested her chin lightly on her hand, watching Luca as he leaned back in his chair, his relaxed posture somehow managing to command attention even in this quiet setting. She could still hear the soft crash of the waves outside, a soothing backdrop to their conversation.
"You really are particular, Mister Luca," she said, her tone teasing but tinged with curiosity. "Everyone's eyes were on you when you were getting your haul earlier. It was… hard not to notice."
Luca's smirk widened as he tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "Luca."
"Hmm?" Elara raised an eyebrow.
"Call me Luca," he repeated, his voice soft yet firm, the playful edge never quite leaving his tone.
Elara hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright, Luca." The name felt oddly familiar on her tongue, as if they'd known each other far longer than they had. "And you…" She paused, her lips twitching faintly. "You may also call me Elara."
