Faolan could sense Lucien's attempt to hide his less-than-chipper mood behind a half-hearted smile, but he knew that now was not the time to ask after it, when and if The Nephilim was ready, he would speak up.

The Irishman made his way to the counter near where the two of them were sitting and busied himself with gathering the necessary tools for making supper. [color=a36209]"Well, I think. They had mutton at the grocers."[/color] He said, raising his eyebrows to his two companions.

He could tell that the joke didn't land when neither the boy nor Lucien smiled. He sighed quietly and bobbed his head, [color=a36209]"Oh, you mean the hunt for Aurel's "room". Well, I didn't find anything pre-made, but I do have a lead on an automobile factory that might have what we're looking for, or something close."[/color] The man who'd helped him had once worked at the factory and now owned his own repair shop in town, and by his estimation, they had many old parts that could be bought on the cheap. He was interested in some upgrades for the engine on their truck as well, so this seemed a good place to kill two birds with one stone.