Lucien was right to guess Faolan's reaction to this idea. At it's mention, the man immediately frowned. Though he was well aware of Lucien's curiosity, the questions he had about his origins and his future and his purpose, Faolan had never trusted seers that called out to them. He found them dangerous charlatans who would only use Lucien for his abilities. It was simply too dangerous to consult one without knowing what their intentions were.

He couldn't deny, however, that this would not be something they did for Lucien's benefit, but for Illyana's. If he had met another...Lycanthrope as a boy, his life may have turned out much differently. All children needing guiding in life, and guiding from a legitimate source, from someone who could understand them on a more spiritual level, could only help. As long as Faolan was there to protect them, no harm would befall Lucien, Aurel, or Illyana. He would die before allowing that to happen. So, reluctantly, he knew he had to agree to this proposition. He gave Lucien a very small nod to show this, but kept his mouth set into a hard line.

Illyana's eyes lit up a bit at Lucien's reassurance. She had never thought she may be able to meet someone like her before...and she had so many questions. But, they would have to find that person first.

[color=598527]"Maybe...I can help with that too."[/color] She said, looking between the two men. There was a pause as they waited for her to continue, so she did. [color=598527]"I can...sense things about people. Like you, Lucien...I can tell you're different just by being close to you. You have this...calming presence. And Faolan,"[/color] she glanced at the tall redhead, [color=598527]"I know that you're like...a shield, a protector. I can't see what you're thinking, but I know that you wouldn't let anything bad happen to Lucien, or Aurel..."[/color] Next, she looked at the teenager. [color=598527]"And I can sense the connection between you and Bengal and Ginger. They understand you and you understand them...but it's more than that. It's...inside you."[/color] She said, placing a closed fist against her chest to indicate her heart. 

The Irishman raised his eyebrows once again at Illyana's assessment of him. Normally, he would be unnerved and even a little upset that someone would pry into his thoughts the way she had. Though she'd mentioned that she could not know exactly what he'd been thinking, the girl was not far off. He was not angry, rather, he found his cheeks growing hot at the mention of his role in Lucien and Aurel's lives, and now hers. It was the first time anyone had identified him this way out loud.