Lucius did hear or maybe sense someone approach, but even with that he decided to concentrate on his playing. There was no malice so it wasn’t someone to be wary off. After he finished and looked at the person who joined him in the clearing. He met this man today, his memory was good for faces but not as good with names. He casually put the violin back into the case as he was praised, trying earnestly to remember the name of this person.

“Thank you… Paris.” A slight hesitation when he said the name could be heard. “Sorry kind of not good with names.” He added sheepishly while closing and putting the case away next to the stump he sat on. “Well Thank you for the compliment, but I’m not really that good.” He scratched his head sheepishly. ”I have been playing for a few years, was my only past time aside from the training. ” He cut himself off noting he shouldn’t mention more about that. No one had to really know he had hands on military training because of his mom.

“Running a bit?” He asked, which was a rather obvious question looking at how Paris looked like currently. Lucius took out his phone to check the time. “How are you holding up? Sorry for asking but you do look kind of tired.” He asked with a semi-concerned look on his face. “Want something to drink?” He asked “taking out” a small mineral water bottle out of his pants pocket.