Lucio smiled warmly at the man's invitation and he murmured quite contentedly, "Don't mind if I do," and he took a hold of his designated champagne glass as he carefully stepped into the massive tub, setting down directly beside Ansel quite contentedly. The first thing he did once he was in the tub, however, was carefully run his free hand over his stomach to remove it of the bodily fluids that had been deposited there. About halfway through this task he was momentarily interrupted by a sudden, yet very appreciated liplock that he quite happily returned, and after they broke away he continued slowly rubbing his lean abdomen as he took a sip of the champagne. He hummed thoughtfully against the rim of the glass at the incredibly complex taste, it was a bit odd but still he found it beyond delicious.<br/><br/>He settled back into his seat in the tub then, sinking a little lower in the water as he turned his head to gaze at Ansel. He smiled faintly as the man asked for him to share a few facts about himself. "Well . . . There aren't too many interesting things about myself for me to share," he began softly, taking another small sip of his drink before gazing down and it and occupying himself with swirling it about in the glass as he continued to speak. "But, my favorite color would have to be teal. It's been that way since I was little, actually. My father says that's how he knew I was gay, because what sort of little boy likes<i>teal</i>," he murmured, his voice taking on a bit of a bitter tone near the end of his statement.<br/><br/>It was clear simply from the way he spoke about his father that he wasn't particularly fond of the man. He tried to swallow the disdain though, this wasn't the time or the place to feel those sorts of emotions, he felt. This was meant to be a happy time for the pair of them, not a time to discuss his more than mildly homophobic father. So, he cleared his throat before looking up at Ansel and painting a warm smile upon his face.<br/><br/>"I might as well tell you a few other facts and tidbits whilst we're here, hm?" the young man murmured thoughtfully as he slowly shifted so he was seated with his body angled towards the professor, taking another small sip of his champagne before he began again. "I'm from London originally, I moved here with my Mother and two brothers when I was fourteen. I'm a dog lover at heart, but my siblings are allergic, so we've always had cats, and I myself have two birds back in London. My favorite food is pecan pie, but only when my grandmother's recipe is used, I've found that the rest simply don't taste as good. My favorite subject to study is history, specifically ancient history, and even more specifically ancient Greece and Rome," he said quietly, relaying all of this vaguely interesting facts about himself. His face seemed to light up a bit, however, when he mentioned the topic of history, and his smile became a bit more genuine.<br/><br/>"I became interested in it when I found out that my name, which is Spanish for light, was derived from the Latin word Lucius. Then I began sifting through Latin names, which led to Roman history, and I've been interested ever since," he explained softly, offering a slight shrug of his shoulders. "But anyways, you probably had no desire to know that much about me, so I apologize," he added quickly afterwards, realizing that he'd got to rambling on a bit more than perhaps he should have. He turned to Ansel expectantly, however, and waited for him to return the favor.