Fair. Lucius takes another bite of the cookie and nods as he heads for the door. He talks while chewing which is extremely rude but, on balance, not more rude than using someone to test for poison.

"Nice chat," he says. "Same time tomorrow?"

He does not want to be up at the same time tomorrow but he has his orders and...so many shirts. He gestures at the shirt on the dresser.

"The rest of them are less subdued, by the way, sorry, I just figured we ought to start off...neutral."