People tended to see the house Lucanis grew up in and made assumptions as to how permissive his upbringing was, not considering that he was not spared any of the harsh realities of Crow training. If anything, he got them worse in some ways. Caterina's grandchildren would not be bested by anyone else.

Lucanis smiled as Davrin leaned in to the way he was stroking his hair, letting a finger trail down to trace an ear.

"Mmmm. Came out of one of those tears in the fade, yes? Practically right on top of us."