Lorcan laughed. "I didn't know you wanted a full report right now," he protested. "On a night like tonight," he gestured toward the sky, the shadowed trees that lined the road, the far distance filled with calm and the calls of insects, "Some people might say that the only proper subjects for discussion are inconsequential or emotional."
He glanced at Lucia and shrugged his amused inability to account for some people, then added, "But if you insist..."