"Sorry." Raising his hands in the air, Lucien flashed a friendly smile, he spoke in a crisp, clear tone. "We may have not started on the best of terms, for that let me say I'm sorry."
Before the teen could respond, Lucien raised his right index finger in the air, silencing him before he could talk, explaining his reasons further himself.
"Please let me go first." He smiled, giving a light nod at the blonde mature woman standing behind the still nameless youth. Upon his non-verbal command, Sera gently placed his palm atop the boy's head, startling him instantly. However, in the next instant, as the soothing warmth was injected and spread throughout his body, his worried, agitated state slowly but surely began to calm down.
Lucien watched with a calm smile as Sera did her best to resolve the problematic situation, already mostly aware of the incredible qualitative traits her guardian had processed.
