Lucius raised his brow in surprise, "Regulus? Regulus Black?" He shook his head and absently reached for his tea cup, forgetting it was empty. "Forgive me, this is all very strange. I remember the day he died, your mother was understandably troubled by it."
He went to take a sip from the cup, frowning at the disappointing outcome before proceeding to stare at it, deep in thought.
"I'm glad you're with someone we know and trust, I'd hate to have you co-habiting with someone...undesirable." he drawled, finally shifting his gaze from the cup and onto his son. Of course, by 'undesirable' he meant someone of low blood status, but that a given. "I'm living with some Slytherin girl...Tracey something? She keeps to herself, but has an annoying habit of singing to herself. Something about a play, apparently. Still, it could be worse..."