[i]"Nope. I serve no one but myself."[/i] [b]Azalea says in snarky defiance, her arms folding. Lucien shoots her an annoyed glance, despite his face being covered by five layers of heavy plating.[/b] [i]"She uh, she's with me. We don't need trouble on our pasts."[/i] [b]Lucien says, slightly more firm. Despite his dumbass demeanor, something else was there... Strength certainly... But fierce intelligence as well. It sorta just rolled off of him.[/b]