Lucien took the folded handkerchief and noted the "DW" on it before dabbing at his eyes. He was trying so hard not to just brake down right here, in front of Emerson.
Lucien nodded, what Emerson was saying, made sense to him, at least in his sober state. Everything seemed to be harder with out booze to dull his senses. "Yeah they were never decent. They never even noticed anything, they were so worried about their appearances." He leaned back in the chair, his eyes a little red.
"My next tutor was the one that introduced me to liquor and all its glory. He was with us for the longest time. His name was Nolan Ark, he was thankfully younger than the last, but he was still older. I think he was like twenty-five or something. Anyway he was the one that liked to drink and party. My parents where happy to have someone closer to my age and could help be become a man." He said, playing with the handkerchief.
"Again it was a sexual relationships. At first I was fine with it, then Nol wanted to take me to parties with his friends. Then he wanted me to start sleeping with his friends, while he watched. I said no, that is when he started to get me to drink, and the rest, really is history. I spent most of my nights in a drunken haze having sex with everyone and anyone. I came to like it, as I have said before I felt more love in the moment's I have sex, then my whole life with my parents." He used the handkerchief to scrub at his eyes and then took a breath.
"There it is, my sad story, nothing compared to losing your family to a demon. I can't even image that, granted I lost my family years ago." He shrugged. "That is why I drink, that is why I just want out of my head sometimes. I can forget everything if I have ever done or went through. I want to say I am sorry for everything I have put you through, but I am not sure if I am, because I don't know what it means to be sorry."