Lucius chuckles again, watching his friend. Or this new person who has the same face and name and manner and could be his friend. He sighs, knowing that he's let down his guard again, despite any intentions to tread only on charming, vague ground. He can't help but trust this man now, possibly because of the guilt he still feels at not trusting the one he knew then...
"Yes, exactly. You'd think someone would have thought about that and would have consequently discovered EXACTLY what they wanted to find, and more they probably never dreamed of." He shudders slightly, thinking of all the house "cleaning" that had been required after the fall of the Dark Lord, removing all that had been added or used while his house was not his own.