"Oh good," Sal replied with a relieved smile. "That's great to hear. I'm sure he'll feel better soon." He glanced over at Mr. Midnight, who seemed content in his lap, and then back at Lucian. "Anyway, you want me to stay for a bit or...?"

Sal blushed crimson at Lucian's words, startled by the passion in his voice. "Sorry," he mumbled, looking away for a moment before meeting Lucian's gaze again. "I just... I don't want to impose or anything."