Faolan busied himself with setting up the fire and the food as Aurel and Lucien discussed the facts. Try though he might to distract himself, he knew that he would have to face this head on at some point. Avoiding it would do no one any good...and for the sake of that girl, he and Lucien would have to stay strong when they saw the way her parents reacted to her. In all likelihood, their expressions and actions when they saw her again would be very telling. If they were too eager to have her back, or nervous to see her accompanied by strangers, it would be suspicious, and if they were not eager enough that would also cast doubt upon them. He trusted that he and Lucien would decide the best course of action when the time came, the Frenchman was persuasive with words and the Irishman was intimidating. Either way, they would get their answer.

Faolan paused also as Lucien ruffled the lad's hair and he smiled up at him. Over the years, the three of them really had become a family, and Lucien's interactions with Aurel always reminded Faolan of why he had fell in love with him in the first place. Lucien had no conditions on his love, there was no ceiling to it. Once he loved you, that was it. No negotiation, no way to wriggle away from it. When he had you, he had all of you.

At Aurel's comment, Faolan was shaken from his reverie. He chuckled as he turned back to the fire, [color=a36209]"No, she didn't, and yes, it is. She also was more interested in facts about your snake there than any of your other qualities. I think Lucien is right, she doesn't seem the type to judge by appearance alone. If you do speak with her, I would just talk...see if you can get her to open up without asking anything directly. Then let us know if you sense anything strange. Use that nose of yours."[/color] He said, tapping the side of his own nose with his index finger as he flashed a smile at Aurel.