Lucius was always such a blunt, loud and steadfast man, driving people away when they felt unworthy of his presence. Even you, to some extent. He was so..heroic. A famed knight, a strong leader, a bright light that burns your eyes in the darkness. He seemed too far out of reach, too superior for you to even look at him. So when you caught in the middle of a clearing, gently comforting a dying deer, your heart faltered. To see him so vulnerable, so human. “Who’s there?” He called out.