Lucien's mesmerized gaze was shifted from the fire when hearing a familiar voice say his name, his gaze then immediately moving to the angel that they had brought with them. After just sitting there for a minute, letting his piercing eyes wander over the girl's form for that minute before nodding. "Yes, she'll do." He then answered, and watched while the girl was shoved towards him, more specifically pushed to sit on the couch in the spot right beside him. With a nod to the man who had brought the girl in, Lucien watched while he had left, until the two were the only ones in the room again.<br/><br/>His eyes rather curious as he looked to the girl now beside him, hoping he wouldn't have to make any action to restrain her if she did attempt to get up. "What's your name, girl?" Was all he had asked, before taking another small sip of his wine. Lucien was attired in loose black jeans that bagged around his ankles where shoes were upon his feet, a black shirt hugging to his chest beneath a black and white plaid button up shirt that had all the buttons undone. He hadn't ever been favorable of suits, and often refused to wear them.<br/><br/>And while he waited for an answer he had moved a hand to touch her hair, things he did routinely wit each of his servants.