"His name is Nate, Emerson." Lucien rolled his eyes. "So far he is nice. I have yet to really sample him. I had hoped that I could get some booze for the night, but I will have to have sober sex instead." He sighed, but was smiling. He took a long puff from the cig. "These things are a good substitute for booze." He commented.
"I probably will go and get better acquainted with him, when I finish this puppy." He said, taking another puff and blowing it out. "He is from one of those rebel camps. I just hope he knew how to take some orders. I mean, I think they will be orders he wants, like 'faster', 'harder' those general ones."