Lucien felt Nate before he heard him. It was probably his magic, but hell for all he knew it could be a connection between them. He was still looking at the ground as Nate came up behind him and sat down. He fell back into Nate's arms.
"You think I am incredible in everything." He smiled back him. "But my magic is off. I need to work harder. If I can piece something soft like the ground I need to be able to price something hard." He sighed again and closed his eyes. "You should be sleeping, Nate. You need your rest."