Laughing into Lorcan's shoulder, Lucia felt his arm wrap around her and looked up with a grin. "When you're hearing voices and no one's there, that's a definite sign of something, Lorcan."
Absently noting that he smelled of cinnamon, she let her forehead rest against his chest and let out a sigh. "I'm just glad madness isn't the only answer." Pulling away regretfully, Lucia motioned down the road with a wave of her hand. "I suppose we should get going. Min will be worrying about us, and I would hate to get on her bad side."