Graeme watched their interaction as he moved across the living area upon gently closing the front door, setting the suitcase just inside the door of the bedroom Lucien would be sleeping in.  He rolled his eyes at Kail's unfriendly greeting but made no effort to chastise him, instead directing some conversation at the newcomer.<b>"You'll have a room to yourself, like I mentioned, and I'll be right over there."</b>He nods in the direction of his own room, his arms crossed over his chest offhandedly. He was always conscious of the way he held his body so he kept his long-fingered hands tastefully splayed even as his hands were tucked beneath his arms.  Graeme watched Lucian intently, looking for a moment like a hungry wildcat eying his prey, feasting upon his movements, his eyes following the folds in the shiny fabric of his crimson shirt.<br/><br/><b>"So,"</b>he began passively, already out of conversation topics,<b>"Did you come a  long way? You can get settled if you'd like, or we can get some take out if you're hungry after your trip."</b>