Lucien smiled at Faolan's reaction to his mention of beignets. He was glad that Faolan's birthday was coming up so he'd have a chance to make some for the boy as well. He'd be sure to make an extra batch or two, just to make sure they could each get their fill. Hopefully by then the boy's appetite would be larger. Seeing Faolan was finished, he took the bowl from him and served the man another, knowing he wanted more. He was personally full, so he didn't mind if Faolan had the rest. He knew how much food the Irishman needed to eat to feel satisfied. He handed it to him as he spoke and let out a chuckle. 

[color=burlywood]"Look at you, already planning out his regime. We need to get him his leg strength back first. He's actually a pretty good swimmer, I thought that might be a good way to help him with that."[/color] 

He remembered quite clearly what training with Faolan was like. It had been hard at first, but he had been determined to follow through so he could become stronger, and it had paid off, but he wasn't sure how much the child would be able to take right now. 

[color=burlywood]"What's your definition of light exercise?"[/color] He asked with a raised brow. 

Snake watched the two men interact with interest, trying to focus and pick up what they were talking about. It was clear from their interactions that they got along well. The larger man's expressions had eased as time passed, and now the boy found no trouble in relaxing around them. He couldn't really remember the last time he had felt.. so at ease.