Lucian flinches with the gun when he hears your awful singing in his earpiece.

"You're supposed to be undercover as a clueless person, not a dying giraffe," He focuses back on his aim, eyeing the target that's about to approach you.

The misson was to kill this rich guy and the only way to get in was you. He's the sharpshooter while you're the assassin stuck with undercover work after a lot of bickering.