Lucien shook his head, having expected this sort of response from Faolan. He truly did respect his privacy, but he [i]did[/i] have to do this, not out of obligation, but because there were things he couldn't do simply because Faolan didn't know about him. 

[color=burlywood]"No.. I do. You've been very respectful of my secret, and I really appreciate that, but there was more than one reason why I wanted to leave. I wanted more than just one type of freedom. I grew up sheltered and restricted. I had never been able to do a lot of the things I wanted to freely because they didn't want me to be exposed. Now that I have that freedom.. I don't want to be restricted anymore. I want to do the things I never got to fully enjoy before.. and I can't do that if I'm keeping this secret from you. I also think.. it's a little lonely to be unable to talk to you about these things honestly."[/color] He told him, his tone completely genuine. He really did want to be able to talk to Faolan without having to hold anything back anymore.

Honestly he didn't even know how he could go about it. He felt like explaining would make him sound insane, though he didn't really think Faolan would think that of him. It was hard to formulate the words. He was clearly nervous, after all he had never had to tell this to anyone before. After a moment of inner struggle, he shook his head. 

[color=burlywood]"I guess it's best.. If I just show you."[/color] He said. Without another moment to waste, Lucien tensed for a brief moment. Seconds later, pure, large white wings spread from his back, stretching to their full wingspan, causing some of the leaves on the ground to shift away from him with the small gust of wind he created. He had almost stumbled a little, but he quickly regained himself. He wasn't really used to having the weight of his wings on his back. 

When [i]was[/i] the last time he had been able to do this? He couldn't even remember. They had certainly grown a lot more than from the last time he had taken them out. As a child, he had been able to do little movements of flight within his room, but as he had grown older, the space he had to work with became smaller and smaller, and he was restricted from being able to do this outside because the priests were afraid someone would see him. Now, in this completely emptied forest, he finally had the chance to enjoy it, but he really couldn't unless Faolan knew the truth. 

[color=burlywood]"I'm.. a nephilim.."[/color] He told him a little nervously, figured he should just up and say it. This would be harder to guess than just assuming he was an angel.