naughty or nice

lucas please allow me to introduce myself Just as Lucas reached for the door handle, so he could let himself out into the night, it... knocked at him. The Ascended arched an eyebrow, still frozen with his hand almost on the door, wondering who on earth either knew where he lived or cared. He had not done anything to cultivate visitors, so far as he knew, and if he found out Caido apparently had door-to-door salesmen he was going to drink the poor sap dry and throw him in a ditch somewhere. In fact, it was almost a disappointment when he opened the door to find Wessex there instead, though it didn't last for long. He tilted his head at her, recognising intuitively the stature and carriage of a fellow Ascended. A slow smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" he inquired.