“Villa Dellamorte,” he looks back over his shoulder at you with that unreadable expression, eyes softer now that he’s met yours.

“We didn’t exactly have an opportunity to give you a tour what with Illario inviting .. guests over,” he cringes with what’s happened over the past few weeks, “so, allow me the honor of a proper showing.”

He’s still hurting.

You know this. He knows this. You know him like the back of your hand and for once, he doesn’t feel vulnerable about that fact.

Since Illario was imprisoned for his betrayal, Lucanis has been doing everything to distract himself. What with the gods still a looming threat, he’s focused all his efforts on preparing.

Except for today.

Today, you convinced him to take a break. Just for a day. For the two of you.

His eyes keep following you as you look about the grand foyer. He knows that you know he’s watching.

You’re a Crow, after all. You’re always aware — of everything. Of him, just as he is you.