Lucien could tell almost immediately that Faolan hadn't liked his response, but he wasn't going to take it back, it was the truth. However he could not help but become annoyed by the response he was given. 

[color=burlywood]"No."[/color] He corrected. [color=burlywood]"I'm off to [i]work[/i]."[/color] He said, feeling it necessary to not have Faolan get the wrong idea. Marcel and he had become good friends, yes, but he was also his boss, though he had brought up a few times that they should start some sort of partnership in the business. Every time it was brought up, Lucien had always declined, because he wasn't sure whether Faolan was going to return or not. 

At his next comment, Lucien turned around, seeing the cold expression Faolan wore, and.. the tone of his voice. It was harsh, and almost accusatory. It made him a bit defensive. 

[color=burlywood]"Not a liking, no. It was a good distraction from the past two months I've spent worried sick about you."[/color] He snapped back, but then tried to calm himself. He didn't want to start a fight right now. It was the last thing he wanted to do now that Faolan had returned, but he had spoken before thinking.