"It could be something else," Lucius says, quick to reassure him after he goes just a little grim. A lot of grim. All Izzy's enthusiastic wonder has trickled out and Lucius feels dreadful about it. Between the caffeine and the sudden regretful panic, he's very awake.

And just in time for Izzy to wax poetic at him about his impending demise.

"Oh, calm down Mr. Dramatic," Lucius scolds mildly. "He could want to harass Captain Bonnet about something else. I mean we invited the faceless lady to the party and not him. Might just be pissy?"