He feels the pressure stop. As it does, Lucien relaxes back against the window once more.

"And why would you think I'd lie to you if you asked? You don't know me, I can be very agreeable." The tiefling keeps his eyes on the Archivist's face as his tail coils loosely around the other man's leg. "Rude to think I've kept anything from you so far, Archivist."

The final word comes out with a hiss. Intrigued as he is, there is an edge of annoyance there. He's on the back foot, feeling rattled and slightly disconnected. Obviously not completely severed, though, if he could protect himself from the likes of that. It drives questions, though. So many questions.

"I don't think you'd like it if I tried prying into you."