Lucien didn't need Faolan to speak to understand what he was trying to say, and accepted his kiss willingly, returning it with equal force before the Irishman pulled away. At his words, he only let out a chuckle. 

[color=burlywood]"Way to ruin the moment."[/color] He said, amusement sparkling in his eyes. He simply gave Faolan a small peck on the cheek before pulling away. He was glad they had gotten that out of the way, the nephilim would keep everything he had just been told in mind, but he would not let it get in the way of their happiness. That he would make sure of. 

They spent the rest of the day in each other's company. It had been a while since Lucien had felt so.. relaxed, not to mention happy to have Faolan back on his side. They talked about many things, including when it might be time to leave. While he knew Faolan would want to leave right away, Lucien knew he couldn't just walk out on Marcel from one day to another. He promised they'd leave once he made sure there was someone to take over his position. 

Of course, Marcel was sad to see him go, but he knew from the beginning that there was always a possibility he would leave. 

[color=burlywood]"Thank you for everything you've taught me, I'll be sure not to ever forget it. I wish you the best of luck in your business, perhaps I'll write to you every now and then? If you want me to of course."[/color]

[b]"I'd be glad to receive your letters, let me know of your.. adventure on the road. Prenez soin de vous, Lucien."[/b] He said, giving him a firm handshake. 

[color=burlywood]"Vous prenez soin aussi, Marcel."[/color] He responded. 

With that, he and Faolan took to the road again, leaving Green Bay behind.