There is a bit of a history to the scene I’m going to post below and to those of you who are reading, or participating in, SOF it may actually be posted there in the future although. Read at your own risk, although it contains no plot relevant anythings and it’s just something I wrote for cuteness sake. The history I spoke of, well… I’ll tell you guys about it in the end. 😉
Luckas sighed, holding back a laugh. They had been doing this for a while now; Lily followed him around for a bit then stood in front of him, stared for a few seconds, and then yawned vigorously. After some time of making the girl chase him down for this; with no explanation as to why whatsoever, Luckas finally stopped trying to get away and just sat down by the oak, compliant, watching as she stared at him for long periods of time and then let out another exaggerated yawn, Stalker joining the girl in her yawning and eventually just curling up beside Luckas and taking a nap. Finally, Lily threw her arms up in the air in clear frustration and stormed off. Luckas was intrigued, so he jumped to his feet and went off after her.
Lily hadn’t gone far, she was standing beside an amused looking Jason, arms crossed and a severe expression that was a clear imitation of the one Jess would give the children at bedtime. “It doesn’t work!”
“There’s nothing wrong with the test, Lily.” The boy responded as if not wanting to explain anything more than that.
“Nuh-uh!” Lily protested. “I did just like you said and it didn’t work at all.”
“Okay…” Luckas snorted a laugh. “What is going here? What was that all about with the yawning and why are you two arguing?”
“It’s an empathy test.” Jason explained.
“An empathy tes-…” Luckas cut himself off, a look of understanding spreading across his features slowly. “I see.” Luke sighed, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Well, it doesn’t mean something is wrong with the test, Miss Lily… It just means I didn’t pass.”
The girl shook her head stubbornly. “That’s not right. Because you’re not mean so you should pass!” She argued.
Luke arched an eyebrow at the girl. “Is this an empathy test or a meanness test, hm?” He questioned playfully. “Listen kid, it doesn’t mean I don’t have any empathy. I just have… a lot less of it than most people. So your test wouldn’t work on me, because tests are made for regular people. You understand? Either way, not having empathy doesn’t necessarily mean a person is bad. It means it’s easier for them to do bad things because they wouldn’t feel bad about them.”
“But I think you have lots of empathy! You do nice things all the time.” Lily argued. “You tell us stories, and you help Jess with Danny even if you don’t really have to… And you make Miss Ess smile all the time… and stuff…”
Luckas snickered. “Do I? Huuh…” He mumbled, scratching his head playfully as though he hadn’t actually noticed these things before. “Weeeird.” Noting the girl’s confused expression Luckas sighed crouching down to her level. “Listen kid, I’m nice to you because I like you, yes? I like Miss Ess… and Jess is just very, very, bossy, you know? It’s easy being good to people you like. Good people are good even when it’s not easy. That’s something I can’t do.”
Lily frowned a bit as she thought on Luke’s words, making a face as if she had tasted something bitter. “Are you saying that to be good you have to be nice to people even if you don’t like them?”
Luckas laughed at the girl’s expression. “Nah, Miss Lily, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying that good people don’t do bad things to people just because they don’t like them, or because they can. They would feel bad if they did.” He asked, standing up straight and waiting for her to nod in response before starting to walk back the way he came, purposely keeping his pace relaxed, knowing that the questioning wasn’t quite over yet.
“So you’ve done bad things to people just ‘cause you didn’t like them?” Lily asked, following after Luckas.
“Sometimes. More often than that because I could.”
“Why not?” Luckas retorted, his tone almost bitter, yet he halted and glanced at the girl with the corner of his eye, softening his next words. “That’s what empathy’s for, Miss Lily. It tells you why not.”
“Mister Luckas… Why do some people don’t have empathy then?” The girl asked.
Luckas shrugged casually and resumed walking. “I don’t think anyone knows, Miss Lily. Some people say that you are either born with empathy or not. Others think that people learn empathy from their parents when they’re still babies and that if something really bad happens then, or if they have no one to teach them, they never learn. Nobody knows which is true though.”
“My Mommy and my Da taught me then!” Lily stated proudly. “You didn’t have a mommy to teach you?”
Luckas snorted slightly. “Not really.”
“Is she in Heaven like my mommy?”
“No.” Luckas mumbled. “No, she’s… She’s alive, but… She wasn’t a very good mommy. See, she didn’t want to take care of me or my brother; so she gave us away to some bad people.”
“Like the bad people taking children away now?”
Luckas frowned deeply, but kept his tone relaxed. “You heard about that, huh?”
“We hear lots of things. Jess says we’re not supposed to, but…”
“I see.” Luckas smirked, a little bit amused. He stopped walking as he reached his spot by the oak and was greeted by Stalker lazily getting up from his nap to lick his hand. Luke scratched behind the wolf’s ears and sighed, unable to lie to the girl; even about this. “Yes, those people were something like that.”
“How could she do that?” Lily asked, clinging to Stalker as if he was a giant teddy bear and peeking at Luckas from behind a cover of black fluff.
“She had no empathy; not for us anyway.” Luke shrugged, sitting down by the tree and forcing a smile that was rather unconvincing. “You shouldn’t worry about that, it was a very long time ago.”
“Well, you know what? You have lots more empathy than she did.” Lily stated firmly. “So you didn’t need her to teach you anyways.”
Luckas shook his head, but agreed with the girl not wanting to extend that conversation any more than necessary. “I suppose you’re right Miss Lily.” Luke went silent for a little while before smiling wickedly at the girl. “You know what, I could really use some tea right now. Should we have some tea, Miss Lily?”
Lily’s eyes lit up in excitement as she vigorously nodded. “Okay! Wait here, I’ll be right back!” She exclaimed, running off towards the Captain’s cabin.
Luckas watched the girl wander off, his expression darkening considerably now that she couldn’t see him anymore; a reddish hue lingering underneath the dark of his eyes.
Okay, so the history… I saw it on an episode of Luther (if you’ve never watched it, do yourself a favor and look it up) that sociopaths don’t yawn when they see someone else yawn; like most of us do, due to their inability to form empathic bonds or something like that. I myself yawn on cue if someone else is yawning, you probably do to right? Most people do. If they as much as read the word ‘yawn’ too many times they’ll yawn too. Yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yaaaaaawn.
It totally works for me. I’ve yawned a bunch of times just writing this. 😛
Anyhow… I told Wifey about it and we started looking back on our scenes looking for instances of Luckas mirror-yawning and it eventually led to her writing a scene of Lily telling Ess about the yawn thing as an empathy test (I’ll leave it up to her if she wants to post that scene in her own blog), which in turn led me to write this scene. So that’s the history behind this little scene. I personally like how Lily gets away with asking Luke about his mom… He doesn’t like to think about her at all. Not to mention he’s not at all shy about admitting to some of the things he’s done and why… Or why not… To a five year old. >.>