Lucius let the top half of the paper drop, watching her as she crossed the room without so much as pausing. "Hello, my dear." It was hardly the most enthusiastic reception he'd ever been given. He felt a little of the usual tension creeping back into his shoulders. Fantastic.
He considered turning his attention back to reading, but that seemed ... unwise. And so he set the paper aside once again, stood, and wandered over to the doorway she'd just disappeared through. "How was your day? I don't believe I've seen you since breakfast." He had been out, doing nothing he really cared to talk about. But this seemed worth risking a few follow-up questions.