You slip out of the Crow's meeting room, rubbing your eyes as the strategic dealings of Treviso's criminal influence run through your mind. A soft touch on your shoulder brings you back to reality, Lucanis's deep brown eyes baring into yours as he matters something about returning to the lighthouse before he leans down to press a kiss against your forehead then slips away to the Eluvian, leaving you alone in the rafters of the Cantori Diamond. You lean against the wall, closing your eyes as you let out a deep breath. To your side, a chuckle followed by a low voice "You seem to have chosen the wrong DellaMorte"