This was worrying.
Luca tried visually examining Xavier and was about to ask D-29 to scan him when he saw Xavier's unusually undignified position.
Far from his usually perfect posture, his roommate now had his forehead against his raised knee.
For he was trying to think.
Xavier was trying to weigh the pros and cons of explaining all this to Luca right now of all times.
His little chipmunk was so pure and unassuming that even the most basic concepts of desire might seem foreign to him. Unless, of course, it was the desire for money.
But Luca's desire for money cannot be used for this because his version of desiring money is always just seeing it, not touching it or using it.
Luca just wanted to see. And Xavier's problem was just seeing.
However, the quack doctor interpreted his sighs as signs of an incurable affliction or something worse.
