Griffith seemed more or less sated by Ansel’s words, but Cassio was a different story. It seemed that he’d already made up his mind as to whether or not he was going to like Ansel as there was just something about the man that irked him to no end. Cassio knew how fragile his brother was, though it wasn’t visible on the surface and it didn’t show often, Lucio was a broken man. Cassio wasn’t sure how aware Ansel was of his brother’s mental state but he had to assume that Lucio hadn’t suffered any sort of major breakdown in his presence seeing as he’d had the audacity to give him drugs that could have heavily affected his mental stability. While he was furious about the situation, at the same time he also saw how his brother leaned into the man’s delicate kiss upon his brow, how he hung on his every word, how his entire face seemed to soften and light up simultaneously as he gazed at the handsome man. He’d never seen Lucio like that before, and in that moment it became abundantly clear that he was going to have to learn to put up with the man despite the fact that he wasn’t sure if he could ever grow to like him. He wasn’t sure why, but seeing Lucio like that made him firmly believe that Ansel was going to be around for a long, long time. He decided he’d have to have a talk with Ansel at some stage, one on one, to discuss with him Lucio’s hidden fragility and what he could do to avoid a meltdown.<br/><br/>“Yes, I suppose we can, as long as the pair of you swear we won’t be seeing any more unsolicited penis’ this weekend,” Griffith murmured lightheartedly, a tense smile forming upon his own lips as he noted the same things that Cassio did. “Just, please be careful with that shit. I’m sure you already are, of course, you seem like a smart enough man, but if anything happened to Lucio whilst he was on one of your drugs we’d definitely have to murder you.”<br/><br/>Lucio scoffed from his spot at Ansel’s side, rolling his eyes at Griffith’s lighthearted thread. “You wouldn’t have the balls to kill anybody, Griffith,” he laughed softly, relaxing fully against Ansel again and resting his head down onto the man’s muscular chest. “Now shoo, we’re going to sleep and I believe it’s well past your bedtimes as well,” he murmured with a smile. The comment received some halfhearted arguments on behalf of the pair of beautiful blondes but they eventually conceded and bit the pair goodnight before traipsing off to rejoin their band and head inside.<br/><br/>Lucio sighed heavily as he watched them go, his sharpened, and yet simultaneously muddled mind beginning to feel clearer by the second. He was still high enough, however, to lift his gaze up towards Ansel and smile warmly at him as he whispered, “Goodnight, my darling. I love you to the moon and back.” He settled himself down atop Ansel then, his body half stretched over the man’s so he could rest his ear directly over his heart. The professor’s heart beat was strong and steady, and that paired with the continuous, soft crashing of the waves at their feet was enough to lull Lucio into sleep rather quickly. That night terrors didn’t plague him that evening, in fact his sleep was filled with delightful dreams, though he wouldn’t be able to remember anything but a vaguely contented feeling by the time he awoke.