Lucien was dissatisfied with his answer. If he had said yes, then maybe he would have been satisfied, at least this had ended up helping one of them, but clearly it hadn't. The Irishman was acting just as awkward, if not worse, than before he had left. His words were curt and short just like they used to be, and he was definitely not expressing himself well. It was like they had completely backtracked again, and he didn't like it.  

At his question, he glanced down briefly. Right, Faolan had never seen him dressed like this before. Lucien had adapted to wearing suits fairly quickly. In actuality he felt very comfortable in them. 

[color=burlywood]"Two, actually."[/color] He said as he turned to fold the clothes he had just taken off, to keep himself busy. [color=burlywood]"Bookstore during the day, Wine bar at night. I met another Frenchman, and he taught me some things. It's been a long two months."[/color] He said. It was really hard for Lucien to completely hide how upset he was about this entire situation. He felt like he was picking a fight, even though that was normally something he would never do, but he couldn't help himself. He was hurt, confused, and a little angry. He wished their reunion could have been better, that he could genuinely look up to Faolan and smile, tell him he was glad he was back, and then go back to their normal routine, but he just couldn't, not right now.