Before he knew it, Lucien was being jerked up by the front of his shirt and the guy was yelling in his face, forcing him to grimace and close his eyes against the spittle, only further dampening his mood.  "Not you!  I was talking to...-" he stopped himself short before saying something really stupid, "I doesn't matter.  Look, it's fine!  I'm fine.  You're fine.  We're all fine.  Why don't you go be fine somewhere else?"<br/><br/>Lucien gave the man a shove to try and get him away, but misjudged the strength of his push and ended up launching him instead.  Sighing in dismay, he scowled at the empty air and muttered, "I'm blaming you for that, too."<br/><br/>Climbing over a debris pile, Lucien glanced about for where the man went, fixing his hood as he called out, "Are you alright?"