"The Glory Shada sees a lot of swordplay, does it?"

This is so frank and so wry that it's probably not even worth responding to, which is a thing Lucius recognises enough as he loosens the righteousness out of his own posture enough to find a lean against the counter. The argument is dwindling from him, but not yet gone; the prospect that he might leave without answers is presenting itself as an option, but a far less palatable one.

For now, Lucius rhetorics; "Then answer me this; does the truth put you in danger, or is it a matter of principle? Never mind privacy. You left some of that behind among the skull fragments."