"...thanks for thinking of me." Well, fuck. What was he supposed to do about that? But he couldn't focus too much on that now, he just let Oswald stay behind him and rubbed his face to check how badly it might bruise from Roman's punch. Luckily, Roman didn't punch as hard as some other people in his life, not that it was a picnic either.

He looked at them both, Sea's eyes now entirely on Roman, clearly ready to do whatever he wanted. How did that work? Was it money? He didn't even know, he just hoped they'd leave soon. "Day one of Lucius dating Victor Zsasz."

It was going great so far.