The directed questions tug a little more on Lucas's brain, snagging his attention from the flow of memories just enough to look vaguely in the paur's direction. Almost looking through them for a few moments before blinking rapidly.

"...Huh?" A touch of heat paints his cheeks when he realizes they were both talking to him and that he has a little bit of an uncomfortable situation going on in his pants at the moment. "Uh. I'm okay. Sorry, I...um. What were we talking about?"