Lucius knew that there was a proper response for these kinds of outbursts. Comfort. Reprimands for falling apart. Practical. Hopeful. Yet none of those seemed to come to Lucius at this moment, instead he looked at his grandson with surprise, and slight uncomfort at so much emotions at once.
"What in Morgana's name is a discman?" he asked Scorpius. "And who is this Craig that you're willing things to?"