<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Lucius removed his glasses after a moment and set them on the table, "I've heard a thing or two about that pack," He said honestly, "I'm glad you no longer have to live with beasts who don't understand that we are all equal in the eyes of death. We all pass over to the next world while our physical forms rot in the ground to give life to those who need it next. You look like you were slapped."<br/>
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There was a knowing look in his gaze. Like that of a man who had walked through Hell and tasted the brimstone on his tongue still. Lucius hated people who laid their hands upon those who believed they couldn't fight back. A broken spirit was toxic. He knew that as he had seen the aftermath as he watched Eirin subdue a raging soul that sought to kill those that had wronged it and taken its life. <br/>
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His eyes were sad as he leaned on the table with his glass of milk between his hands now, "Should you ever want someone to hear you all you have to do is speak in this place. That dog in man's flesh will hear you as if you were whispering it in his ear. I should know. I've confessed many things to the walls and have found mercy in those eyes."<br/>
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He gave a slight shrug before sipping his drink, "You won't have to do anything till you are settled also it's rude to deny him the pleasure of giving you something. He takes it personally even if you don't ever see it," Glancing out the large windows over the sink he smiled, "What do you enjoy cooking? Perhaps we have the things here..." <br/>
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Eirin returned not long after with a few summer dresses, "I left a dress up there along with some other things," He glanced at her bowl of food, "You will never regain the weight you have lost in their care if you don't eat. But I can understand that it might take some time to build up your appetite again. I'll put that away for you to eat later when you have a bit more need for food. If you are done fool me for now. Your bath is ready."<br/>
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He lead the way carefully almost as if he was worried she might get lost despite the simple layout. They went down the hall and turned left at the stairs. The bathroom seemed unusual as it housed only a bath he pointed to a door to the left, "The restroom is over there," He states before pointing to the bathtub. It was a old claw footed ceramic tub of ivory cream color filled nearly to the brim with near perfectly warmed water. Next to it was a table with assorted soaps and conditioners, "Use whatever you like the towels and your new clothes are over there by the sink. Put the clothes you are wearing in the hamper that is to the left of the sink."<br/>
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With that he left her to her own devices.   </span>