[His expression goes tight and tense around his own consternation-- could it really be that he has been here before, and simply doesn't remember it? Is it any more fantastical to believe that than it is to be standing in a bar with a man who you know for a fact has been incinerated because you came upon him whilst he was burning? Probably not.
Subdued and sullen, Julian takes another swig of his awful drink.]
I've been in worse places.
[Bawdy taverns rife with violence, locked up in a plague dungeon-- you know, places like that. Still, it's something he hasn't paid any mind to, too wrapped up in the shock of finding Lucio here to even consider it, but now he turns towards him, just slightly. His one visible eye dipping down to Lucio's throat.]
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Subdued and sullen, Julian takes another swig of his awful drink.]
I've been in worse places.
[Bawdy taverns rife with violence, locked up in a plague dungeon-- you know, places like that. Still, it's something he hasn't paid any mind to, too wrapped up in the shock of finding Lucio here to even consider it, but now he turns towards him, just slightly. His one visible eye dipping down to Lucio's throat.]
And you, what are you doing in a place like this?
[Because surely Lucio can't be...]