445 One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You!

Following Luke's gaze, Quentin exclaimed involuntarily, "Don't tell me you want me to lie on the floor?"

Luke smiled awkwardly.

He had to admit that Quentin was correct.

Luke had been thinking about having Quentin lie under his feet so that he could activate Mental Communication through that contact.

His hands were naturally reserved for the ladies; he couldn't put his feet on Kris's and Nancy's foreheads.

The main point was that instead of letting someone else touch him, it was more convenient to his own limbs as "conduits" for activating his ability.

It was like how many archers had a habit of sticking out their fingers to guide their arrows when holding their bows.

With feet? Well, it was possible with some difficulty.

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

In the end, it was Kris who broke the impasse. "Luke, I… I don't think I can fall asleep."