"Oh! There's an idea. I hadn't thought about that," Lucius admits and lets out a pleased sort of hum.

"He's cute isn't he? In a scruffy, big way. Love it. Wish he was less shy, but I can wait all day for a smile that sweet."

What's he saying? He's just rambling with Ava and, honestly, it's about as easy and relaxing as he can be. That thread of disorientation from a moment ago, though, sticks with him. It's nagging, a bit, and he frowns.

"Do you feel weird? I feel a little weird."