Lucien was curious at Faolan's fluster over his question. It certainly wasn't the type of reaction he had been expecting from the usually stoic man. It had caught him a bit off guard but, he decided not to push for an answer. It wasn't [i]that[/i] important he knew, but he really did wish he had told him. It was certainly.. refreshing to see this sort of expression on him. 

[color=burlywood]"Alright then.."[/color] He said. It was clear he was reluctant but, he let it go, and let his gaze drift back up to the ceiling. He decided he'd let the man rest. He deserved it, considering the day he had. 

The rest of their voyage had been relatively peaceful. As the officer had said, the Englishmen never bothered them again. The seas had been in their favor, and about a week later, the Port of New Orleans had come into sight. He could see it through the small window in their room. 

[color=burlywood]"Look, Faolan! We're finally here!"[/color] He said a little excitedly. There had been a part of him that had almost wanted this voyage to last longer but.. he knew it had only been a matter of time. Despite the bit of unpleasantness he had encountered, he had enjoyed the time he had spent in this travel, and he was glad he had met someone like Faolan to keep him company in it. It was a bit sad to think about how they might have to go their separate ways. [color=burlywood]"So.. what's your plan after landing..? If you don't mind me asking."[/color] Would he leave right away? Part of him hoped not. It would be nice if they got to spend a little more time together, after all Faolan was the first friend he had made outside of the church, or at least, he hoped they could be called friends. Lucien certainly saw it that way.