A lunatic, then. If he was supposed to unsettle Lucian... Well, only his smell managed.
And Lucian had long since stopped answering questions when he didn't want to.
Instead he took a step closer, wolf closer to the surface but still hidden, only the tip of fangs, a shadow in his eyes, and he breathed in. "What are you?" he asked on the exhale, surer than ever than this lunatic, for lack of a better denomination, was not Lycan, Vampyre, or human.