[He's fine like this. Adam can leave whenever he feels like it but Luke's making zero effort to pull away himself and it's clear from the way he drops his hand from his face finally that he's listening to Adam carefully. If the queen is counted in the number of the leftover aliens, that might be a relief. On the other hand that means having to look at the remaining fourteen people left and who could be inhabiting an alien queen.

The idea of her being the last settles him enough.]

...maybe. We can't keep doing this, there has to be a number of survivors for their project to be a success. We just don't know how many that is. But you might be right. We're close to something, whatever it may be...but I think Dorian and Grell are going to have to help in different ways.

[He looks at him for a moment before he moves to lightly bump his forehead against Adam's.] I know. I know, I know, I know...you're too good of a person to lie about something that serious. [A hint of a smile.] I'd hate to see you disappoint somebody. I'll stay alive as long as I can. [Because there sure are aliens. There's a beat.] But I'm okay. It'll be okay.

[There's a pause and he glances under the bed.] ...I think that means I should probably tell you a couple of things though.