Summary:

"Papa guess what? We talk to Luca's friend again! Olivander can come play, da?" About that time Luca had rounded the corner with his hoodie pull up around his head, his own lightsaber in hand. "Oh! Hey, I guess Sofia granted you guys access to the kingdom," He started but Ilya was looking at him with a knowing look that made him fold like origami. "So you have a friend? This is true?" Ilya questioned, moving towards the table to pull out a chair motioning for Luca to join him. Or the one where Luca gets a 'friend'.