Even little things like driving around in a truck like this was something Lucien had never been able to experience before. He glanced off the side of the truck, watching the passing trees, until Faolan had caught his attention, causing him to turn toward him. 

He listened quietly as he spoke. Honestly, he was really curious as to what it was he had to do that left him so exhausted like this. It was worrying, considering the usual strong demeanor the man carried himself with. 

[color=burlywood]"I wouldn't actually think you would do that to me."[/color] He said. If his intention was to do something like that, then he could have just left him at home. Lucien wasn't particularly concerned about it, who he [i]was[/i] concerned for however was Faolan. Whatever it was he was doing clearly took a lot out of him. Honestly he wondered if this was something that he was able to cure. Up to this point he had only healed physical wounds.. and well.. silver poisoning, apparently. He glanced in the direction of the driver, and then down the road. He would have tried it, but it felt like too much of a public space. He'd have to give it a try another time. 

[color=burlywood]"If this is the best way.. then I'm okay with it. I trust you."[/color] He [i]had[/i] agreed to listen to whatever Faolan said, and the man had come back for him once already when he could have just left him behind. If this was his usual routine, then he couldn't really get in the way of it. He had promised he wouldn't get in his way.