Lucio smiled warmly and he nodded in Deandra's direction. "I do some modeling, yes, along with a bit of music," he responded softly; again he didn't lie wholly to the small group. He did have some shoots under his belt that he had grudgingly completed at Cassio's request, when he was younger he'd also done them under his dear old dad. "My brothers are all models as well, and my father works for a modeling agency," he added politely before their conversation was interjected by Ansel and then Oliver.<br/><br/>He wound his free arm about one of Ansel's gently as he leaned into the older male, gazing levelly at the pompous gentleman in front of him. He was genuinely surprised by the news that Ansel and Petra had split but he managed to keep a neutral expression on his face, only acknowledging he'd even heard the words with a quick glance over at his companion. They'd need to discuss that later, he decided, but this was not the time nor the place . . . Perhaps that would be the perfect way to keep Ansel's hands off of him later in the evening; a conversation about a woman that Ansel clearly wasn't fond of should kill the erotic mood, he decided.<br/><br/>Lucio glanced backto Oliver when his name was mentioned and he furrowed hos brow and pursed his lips in an expression that obviously conveyed his displeasure. He would have launched in to defend Ansel and himself, but his companion beat him to the punch and Lucio's expression softened considerably as he simply nodded once in agreement. He shifted his gaze over onto Ansel then, a sigh escaping him unbidden at his lover's closing comment towards Oliver. He was his. There was something oddly comforting about that fact.<br/><br/>The student perked up again when Deandra began to speak and he shifted his full attention onto the perky and obviously slightly tipsy woman. "Well, I wouldn't call it settling. Ansel is the type I've dreamed about from a very young age, if I'm honest, physically and mentally. The fact that he's a few years older doesn't deter me in the slightest," he admitted softly. To the others the words would sound like absolute truth, but to Ansel it would be difficult to tell. Lucio was exceptionally skilled in manipulation, telling people what he knew they wanted to hear. Whether what he said was simply to deter Oliver from pressing any further or whether there was truth to the statement was unclear<br/><br/>Lucio laughed jovially at the comment about the good grade, which spoke to his exceptional acting skills as she'd hit the nail directly on the head. "If it was about grades I believe we'd be in quite the predicament. If I'm not mistaken the university that Ansel is employed at has some sort of non-fraternization clause, as most private universities do," he commented as he glanced up at Ansel with a gorgeous, million dollar grin.