Lucien lightly ran his pencil across the page as he continued his sketch. Slowly it had begun to form the shape of a wolf. An ironic thing to draw on this night.. but this was the sketchbook he tended to draw animals into. He was a bit.. organized when it came to his drawings. Considering how much time he used to have on his hands.. he had gotten a sketchbook for animals, nature, and people, and would take whichever one he felt like drawing in the moment. He had paused to reach for his glass of whiskey when he had heard Geralt's voice at the bottom of his trailer, near the door. 

He had raised his eyebrows lightly, a little surprised to hear him, considering how.. hidden away he had been as of late. He didn't blame him though.. in a way it showed him that he might have taken his actions into careful consideration. He sat up straight, and leaned over slightly, to see the man near the ladder.

[color=burlywood]"Geralt.. I was almost beginning to think you were avoiding me."[/color] He said, though he was perfectly aware of that fact. [color=burlywood]"Feel free to come up."[/color] He added. If he was willing to talk with him, then perhaps he had thought things over? Honestly he had hoped the man would come see him sooner in regards to the situation.. but it had certainly taken longer than he had anticipated. Lucien wasn't usually one to let tension remain in the air.. considering how rarely he got angry, but he knew that in this situation, he hadn't been in the wrong. Taking Geralt's pride into consideration.. he decided to let him be.