Lucien had barely returned to Lootwell when someone came looking for him.
He had expected reports.
Perhaps another request from the void expedition, or an update from the Monster Small World.
Instead, he found Alanthuriel waiting for him.
That alone was enough to erase most of Lucien's remaining good mood.
Alanthuriel rarely appeared without reason.
And whenever he did, the reason tended to involve things Lucien would have preferred not to know existed.
Lucien approached him and bowed his head slightly.
"Senior Alan."
Alanthuriel nodded. He was in his human form.
His gaze rested on Lucien longer than usual.
Lucien felt that gaze pass over more than his outward appearance. Space around Alanthuriel remained calm, but Lucien had become sensitive enough after his breakthrough to notice the subtle movement of Time and Space around the Abyssal Entity.
For several seconds, Alanthuriel said nothing.
Then he gave a small nod of approval.
"Good."
Lucien waited.
