The attention of his study breaks by the time the sound of a glass is being set down, with whatever amber fluid counts as hard liquor, the cracking of ice shards turning his head again. If Lucius understands the principle behind texting, being both a pureblooded wizard of old family bigotry inclinations, as well as from the 90s, then it isn't to a degree that the sight of it generates suspicion.
Which doesn't mean that by the time Sebastian is done, he isn't being honed in on. Lucius doesn't exactly invite himself, and isn't about to sit down, but by the time the text is away, the glass of whiskey is set down on the far side of the table.
If it's a coincidence, well, mistaking someone for someone else isn't the worst thing that can happen to him. He doesn't quite hold the same authority and entitlement as he did some several years ago in the bookstore, ticking icy stare over little Harry's legendary scar, but there is a probable amount of similarity in the way he now looks at where pieces are missing off the younger man's fingers.
Then goes the natural sweep up to more familiar injury.
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Which doesn't mean that by the time Sebastian is done, he isn't being honed in on. Lucius doesn't exactly invite himself, and isn't about to sit down, but by the time the text is away, the glass of whiskey is set down on the far side of the table.
If it's a coincidence, well, mistaking someone for someone else isn't the worst thing that can happen to him. He doesn't quite hold the same authority and entitlement as he did some several years ago in the bookstore, ticking icy stare over little Harry's legendary scar, but there is a probable amount of similarity in the way he now looks at where pieces are missing off the younger man's fingers.
Then goes the natural sweep up to more familiar injury.