Faolan paused as Lucien followed him out of the door. Oh, right...he supposed it was only natural for the lad to want to say goodbye. Although, he would be back in a couple of days, Lucien would be the one left waiting. He turned to hold out his hand for a handshake, but found himself already in mid-embrace with the Frenchman. Again, his body stiffened, but he allowed the hug to happen, lowering his arms once the initial surprise had passed. He patted Lucien on the back with his free hand, and let out the breath he was holding, quietly, as the contact ended.

[color=a36209]"Awful touchy bunch, you Frenchies."[/color] He said, his mouth twitching into a half smile at the jest. He paused a moment, and laid a hand on the lad's shoulder. The hug, along with this continued contact made his face feel hot. [color=a36209]"Don't worry about me, lad, I'll be back. Give me a week or so, maybe less."[/color] He gave Lucien's shoulder a squeeze, and without another word, turned and walked off into the morning light.