Lucien was glad the man had decided to take it. For a moment he had thought he might be a little more stubborn about it. As he began to explain his reasoning, the man furrowed his brow a little. 

[color=burlywood]"I'm tougher than I look."[/color] He protested, though he had no actual way of backing that up without showing him, and he knew that was something he probably shouldn't do. Still, he couldn't help himself but get a little defensive about his 'observations' of him. He had to admit he wasn't wrong about a lot of things. In all honestly he was surprised that he could even deduct that much about him even though he hadn't known him for very long. 

[color=burlywood]"I.. must admit your powers of observation are quite good. This[i] is [/i]my first time travelling, I've never been on a ship before but.. I wouldn't call myself rich or fancy in the least.. I was raised in a church, I was simply taught to be polite to people.."[/color] He said a little defensively. The church he was from was not rich by any means, they had gathered the money they had to allow him to this passage. He hoped to one day be able to repay them that favor. 

[color=burlywood]"I'm surprised you were able to smell all that.. Your sense of smell must be quite good."[/color] After all, Lucien could hardly smell either of those things from his own clothes anymore. The smell of the sea was much stronger to him.  He glanced down as the handkerchief was shoved back into his hands. He hadn't actually expected to get it back, but he felt like telling him to keep it after he had returned it might seem rude, so he simply folded it and put it back into his pocket. He could clean it later. At least for the most part, it seemed to have done its purpose.