Lucas's eyes locked on the plate, a confused yet upset look on his plate. How did Shift manage to break a plate, when he himself had dropped them many times?<br/>"Aww come-on."<br/>Annoyed, and a bit frustrated with his guest, be began to pick up the shards and throw them into a nearby trash bin.<br/>"How did he even manage this?"<br/>He murmured to himself, inspecting a shard with a pissed off yet inquisitive expression. It's not like he purposely would have broken it, but dropping it on the floor doesn't exactly cause it to shatter like it did. Just how strong was he?<br/><br/>Deciding he probably needed to go look for his guest, to convince him that it was alright and tell him that he's broken many before (Although he hasn't) Lucas finished sweeping the rest into the bin and headed for the door. Completely forgetting about his shoes and the likes.<br/>" Shift? I'm not mad about the plate-"<br/>Yes he was,<br/>" You just sorta disappeared without telling me soo...I thought I'd-"<br/>In that very moment he was interrupted by a guttural scream, startling him to his very core. It seemed as if the very forest had been frightened, the quiet sounds of night nowhere to be heard.<br/>Shaken, Lucas called out Shift's name quietly. Staring wide-eyed over where he heard the demonic cry.