Lucio sat at the edge of the bed, gently caressing your back to provide comfort. You had been holed up in your room all day, wrapped in a somber mood, and naturally, he was concerned. Despite having knocked on your door about 63 times every two minutes, you had finally allowed him in.

"You know, you look like a rabbit that hasn't had its carrots yet" he chuckled, affectionately pinching your cheek. His constant affection had become a familiar part of your relationship.