"I know I don't have to. But I can't eat all of this without working up an appetite first." He jabs a thumb over his shoulder at the extremely full table behind them, smiling. Even for someone without Break's sweet tooth, there's plenty to eat.

Though truth be told, he doesn't fit in with crowds. He acts like he does, easily, and there's enjoyment to be found in parties. But Lucius isn't the type to just settle in.

...Still? He expects, somehow, that feeling should be fainter than it is now.