it takes an ocean not to break

"A brave thing, coming down here alone." The voice that rang out through the Ruins around Rexanna was low and rich like a purr, laced with the sort of amusement that came from knowing that she was totally alone. Except for him, of course. Lucas was leaning casually against one of the shattered stone walls, the collar of his coat turned up, green eyes all but aglow in the light provided by her magic. He had missed it, the last time they had seen each other (regrettably he had been in no fit state to see much, in fairness), but now her beauty shone out from her. Like the sun, as Bastien had said. He'd also told Lucas to stay away from the both of them. So obviously, here he was. A smile curled across his lips, the Ascended straightening up and offering her a polite bow. "I hope I did not startle you," he said. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk