"You're little voodoo room can wait," she responded with a slight roll of we eyes as she leaned against the doorframe. She didn't move to take a step inside. The room didn't sit right with her and she made sure to avoid it ever since the first day she arrived. "There's a child here asking for you. Called you Uncle Luce."
A part of her had wanted to tell the child he wasn't here. And also ask what kind if parents would let their child near a psychopath such as Lucius.