Davrin grabbed half of Lucanis' hand when he took the bag in hand, meeting the other man's eye with unwavering certainty.

"If you're not back by the morning, I'll find you."

After Lucanis had gone missing following the attack, Davrin wasn't going to risk the crow sulking back into the shadows because of a spat. He'd drag a blighted Spite screaming back to the Lighthouse if need be, but hopefully it wouldn't come to that.

"Warden, remember. I have my ways."

((Maybe next day Davrin has to keep his word and hunt down Lucanis in the blight?))