"When I had a pack it was... it was large," Luke says with a laugh, selecting a drink for himself. "In Idris my pack was several hundred, but the number fluctuated. Manhattan was smaller, around seventy."

But he never would have let them run in and out of his life.

"I liked my privacy, though. In Manhattan it was only my friend Jocelyn and her daughter who would come by. They weren't like me."