[ yeah, listen, unfortunately, the lucien-is-always-right clause includes a subclause that he can't be fuckin' told anything.

his hand twitches, almost impulsively, leaning in again as he hears what sounds like it could be a goodbye, instantly rioting against the idea. ]

I'm not fucking leaving you there, and you best get used to the gods-damn idea because you aren't here to stop me from doing anything I want and I can be as insane as I like. I'll get that done and I'll fire that big fuck off ship cannon while I'm at it.

Don't get too cozy with that smug, rich fish either-- [ is that gonna be the note he leaves this on. ] I'll see you soon.