it takes an ocean not to break

"Whilst it might make you less brave, expecting the unexpected is likely a better way to live," Lucas commented with a shrug of his shoulders, glancing behind her at the boxes and arching an eyebrow without actually asking what she was doing with them. "Though, wandering around here in the middle of the night... one might say you invite danger, Rexanna. Just as you did when you came to the Spire." He watched the sparkler flutter between them with piqued interest, resisting the urge to reach out and touch it. (It would likely burn the fuck out of him, honestly). "Bedridden for days?" he mused. "It sounds as though you did not have the care you deserved. There are those in the settlement with healing magic. You might have been walking around, right as rain, in only a few hours." Lucas flashed her a grin at her question, one that bared his fangs. "I would never presume to tell you what to expect," he murmured. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk