"One must keep one's head amongst the chaos. I value discretion highly." he paused, pouring the prepared tea into the two cups. "Besides, I much prefer to watch from the sidelines, far more amusing. Though, I shall play my part when the time comes, no doubt..."
Lucius had turned avoidance into an art form. He had thought it best to keep to himself until he had found his feet, or better yet, until he could go home. Though his patience was wearing thin; reading the journal every morning - the deliberately-unwarded, neurotic cries of his neighbours - had started to set his teeth on edge. "Although...truth be told, it's been a challenge. A majority of the people who live here are attention-seeking imbeciles..." he added, smirking at his own evaluation.