[FIN] Laid to Rest

[BlackPidgeot]

Yuri's eyes lifted as he heard Lord Fabre enter the room. The request for a private talk with Luke, Lucien, whatever, was not unexpected. Thus the man slid his sword back into its sheath, then rose to his feet.

Wordlessly he left the room, yet Repede seemed content to remain where he was, a single ear twitching.

Yuri stationing himself just outside the door to wait.  

[Suudonym]

Luke's father waited until the door was shut and moved to seat himself on the bed, turning to face his son. Silence prevailed for a short while as he awaited any indication that he would be acknowledged. When he was not, he spoke. "Are you feeling better now?" he asked, referencing the earlier fainting spell and appearing relieved at the nod given in reply. "Will you tell me what I can do for you?"

Luke raised his eyes in an expression of mild confusion, assuming he was misunderstanding the question.

"I don't mean to make excuses for myself," his father elaborated, "but this hasn't been easy for me either, and regrettably I've been taking out the worst of my feelings on you. I've pushed you excessively and haven't given you space or time to mourn. I know this is difficult for you, and I fear that I'm not enough of a father to make it much easier, but I'd like to try."

Luke's gaze fell away once more. If he knew how to make it easier, he would already have been pursuing that ease. He failed to produce a response, and Lord Fabre eventually tired of waiting and breathed a sigh.

"Please don't think of leaving the manor again," he said, his tone lowered. "There is much to occupy your time here. You'll resume your studies starting next week." He stood and maneuvered from the bed, regarding Luke heavily. "Time won't stand still for you, Lucien. You are this family's only heir. Please remember that."

The door was pulled open and Lord Fabre exited with darkened, weary features, his son withering where he was left.  

[BlackPidgeot]

Yuri leaned against the wall just outside the door, his arms folded across his chest. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear much of what was going on in there. But he did hear the muttered words of Lord Fabre's... "request."

So... he wouldn't be allowed to leave the manor. Yuri frowned at this, but really, he had no say in it. This was something between Luke and his father. And really, the boy wasn't in any shape to go anywhere at the moment anyway.

When the Lord exited and went on his way, Yuri stood and glanced into Luke's room.

Maybe it would be best if he gave him some privacy for a while. Repede was there, he'd look after him, and alert Yuri if something happened. Thus, the dark haired man's footsteps could be heard fading into the distance as he left as well.