Lucanis was not good at talking about his plans. Once he'd made one, he preferred to not speak to anyone, to just do it. Unfortunately, he wasn't even to that stage yet. He had no plan, just awful feelings he was struggling to contain. He needed to focus-

{{ VENGEANCE! We trusted him! KILL HIM! }}

"NO! NO, that is NOT an option!"

{{ BLOOD FOR BLOOD! }}

"Be quiet and let me think!"

{{ DO NOT THINK! JUST SIT IMPRISONED! WE HAD A DEAL! }}

Lucanis' nose was bleeding again and he pressed the heel of his palm to the side of his head. Ignore him. Ignore him

"We ... need to meet with Teia and Viago- they can tell us what's been going on in Treviso."

The last part said through gritted teeth. While he had been returning - often, really, it had been to take care of blight. He rarely spent any time in the company of other crows, and seemed to be outright avoiding them in some cases. Illario had impressed upon him the danger his demon posed, and he was not wrong.