Lucanis pauses for a moment at the door to observe Tony, lost in thought or memory or whatever else might capture a mind like his so thoroughly. It had been a close thing, coming across him before the spell could be completed. The Venatori know of him, would target him again.
And Lucanis...is not a protector. He has no training in such things. He is a killer, first and foremost. Yet he sees the pain on Tony's face and knows he must do all he can. Illario would argue that he doesn't have to do anything, that he's not his responsibility at all, and would groan out loud at the measure of effort Lucanis is putting into keeping him safe.
...it changes nothing. Both he and Spite agree, and that's rare enough on its own. ]
I suppose you'll want a liquid dessert, then.
[ A brief nod is given to the bottle, before he finally slips back out of the kitchen, passing through the patches of light cast by the nearby fire.
For just a moment, the shadow he casts against the carpet seems split in two. ]
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Lucanis pauses for a moment at the door to observe Tony, lost in thought or memory or whatever else might capture a mind like his so thoroughly. It had been a close thing, coming across him before the spell could be completed. The Venatori know of him, would target him again.
And Lucanis...is not a protector. He has no training in such things. He is a killer, first and foremost. Yet he sees the pain on Tony's face and knows he must do all he can. Illario would argue that he doesn't have to do anything, that he's not his responsibility at all, and would groan out loud at the measure of effort Lucanis is putting into keeping him safe.
...it changes nothing. Both he and Spite agree, and that's rare enough on its own. ]
I suppose you'll want a liquid dessert, then.
[ A brief nod is given to the bottle, before he finally slips back out of the kitchen, passing through the patches of light cast by the nearby fire.
For just a moment, the shadow he casts against the carpet seems split in two. ]