Faolan felt his heart being squeezed as he heard the agony in Lucien's tone. He hadn't meant to frighten him or cause him any pain, but he needed Lucien to know that, while they could be free behind closed doors, they would never truly be able to express their feelings in public. The chance of them being seen by the wrong person was too great. He had heard that Americans were more tolerant, less zealous, but he through his time here he had seen how false this rumor was. People were cruel everywhere, no matter the soil they stood on, and evil dwelt in every person's heart.

He met Lucien's eyes again as he reached out to him, and wrapped both of his hands around the Nephilims. He turned in his chair and leaned forward, never breaking eye contact, and said, [color=a36209]"I will [i]never[/i] let that happen to you, to us. I need you to know that, Lucien. You never have to be afraid when we're together."[/color] He paused a moment, making sure that his dedication could not be questioned. [color=a36209]"I just wanted you to know...it's not safe for us out there."[/color] He nodded toward the window, [color=a36209]"We need to be careful, even more now. We've always done a good job of keeping our heads down...seeming "normal", but now..."[/color] he looked at their clasped hands but did not let go, [color=a36209]"I don't want to lose this."[/color]