"I was young and foolish," Lucas explained when he heard her dry tone. He looked at the faerie as she moved away, vanishing in the crowd with her partner. His teeth chattered a bit, obviously having felt the cold winter radiating earlier from her. The sudden warmth from Selene helped him and he felt better, though the ache in his heart (and the ghost pain in his stomach) lingered when he laid eyes on the pretty supernatural again.<br/><br/>"I believed that anything would work between to people," he sighed, as they walked to the direction of where the The Archive could have possibly been. "We met one winter solstice and thought we could be together, even if we were from different races or times. Her mother, Lea, a very aggressive dragon and an incurred debt told me other wise."<br/><br/>When the man came, he simply nodded his head in greeting and watched him and Selene interact, seeing nothing else to do. Though he looked at his outfit when the cloaked man stared at him, wondering if there was something undone or anything like that.<br/><br/><em>And not all hunters are monsters, good sir,</em>he thought sourly to himself when the man departed with those words in his ear. He was honestly tired of being threatened by people he didn't know at the moment. He had enough of it during his missions for the Church, he didn't need them when he was trying to look for truth for himself.<br/><br/>When he saw the The Archive, something about her seemed familiar. As if he saw her from before. A picture? No... an illustration, yes. It was an illustration of a woman with eyes like hers, with a caption in the bottom about her. It should be in a book but why would he know that? More questions were coming out than questions at the moment, and it irritated him to no end.<br/><br/>"Nice to meet you Ms. Constance, if I may call you that," he said, tipping his hat in greeting and bowing by the waist.<em>Fides</em>hummed with power in reply, as if respectfully greeting the older, elegant woman. Her eyes made him wonder how it was even possible to have eyes like that, though that wasn't his troubles right now.<br/><br/>"Caroline Richardson," he said. "She used to be a nun but turned to dark magic for some reason. I need to know where she is and why she was murdering priests five months ago and suddenly stopped. She claimed a good friend of mine, her final victim, and I wish to avenge him. I have little evidence of anything and her past, since she always burned down her hideouts when I was close to catch her." His jaw was set, showing anger at his failure. "She uses the<em>Mihi quod Mihi Unus</em>Ceremony if it helps you in anyway."