Lucius watches Izzy rise up, climb on the bed, and lean right into his personal space and is, for just a moment, stunned. He's not sure what he said that was correct enough to merit this, but he's not going to complain. Izzy keeps going, his eureka carrying him through, and Lucius finally catches up to his thought.

"Wait--yeah okay, that's, could do couldn't we?" Lucius says. "That would be worrying, wouldn't it? I mean, if we were this ship's Captain and also magical...demon things that absorb sadness or whatever?"