Luciel's brows tilted, surprised that she had bounced back enough to stay conscious. "VVell zehn, zeh deal pays off" he chirped, giving her space and a pleasant smile as their eyes briefly met before she noticed his newfound associate. He rolled his eyes, slightly, as her mood shifted to skepticism. She shown with a dull turquoise hue of weakness; likely a combination of exertion and the conditions she was kept in. He was about to recoil as her power forced recomposure into his face. He'd be lying if the cool splash wasn't refreshing. Doing his best to hold himself in as professional of standards as he could manage, Luciel reached into his sleeve just a few inches. He held his hand open as a vine coiled around his fingers, springing from the material of the coat, itself, which held the consistency of a rose pedal. Bending and twitching, the vine stood ridged as dull thorns sprouted and the tip budded and bloomed in a deep crimson rose.

"Velcome back to life. Aquamancy, eh?" Luciel asked, hoping to steal enough trust to let him move her. She was awake now, and was likely confused and disoriented. They were a mere half-click from living hell and he needed her to be on the same page, more or less. "Ve should be safe for now, but vee should keep movink if we can. My name is..." He stopped.

Names...what was it about simple words which held so much power over simple people? Truth be told, he had no reason to trust her in her current condition...and the game was more fun, anyway.

"...Lucius Lumiere" he concluded with little more than half a second pause, his brows accenting his words as he scanned the treeline to excuse the pause.