Lucius can give credit where credit is due; it's a terrible lie, context considered, but delivered so well. One pale eyebrow raises in frank incredulity, but he doesn't say anything right away; still in that zone at simply looking at her and reordering his understanding. The more direct question stirs him, casting a look upwards at the sky.
The dragon has better sense than to take its revenge. But all the same. By the time he's looking back at her, his focus in on her fresher injury, although he keeps it only to a subtle glance, back to her face as he finally steps forward and offers her a hand up. "Quite understandable. It's rather slippery underfoot.
"Your residence?"
And if he has to see for himself what damage the pieces of claw left behind, if any at all, then so be it.
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Lucius can give credit where credit is due; it's a terrible lie, context considered, but delivered so well. One pale eyebrow raises in frank incredulity, but he doesn't say anything right away; still in that zone at simply looking at her and reordering his understanding. The more direct question stirs him, casting a look upwards at the sky.
The dragon has better sense than to take its revenge. But all the same. By the time he's looking back at her, his focus in on her fresher injury, although he keeps it only to a subtle glance, back to her face as he finally steps forward and offers her a hand up. "Quite understandable. It's rather slippery underfoot.
"Your residence?"
And if he has to see for himself what damage the pieces of claw left behind, if any at all, then so be it.