For: @huntercam Where: The gala
He hasn't seen the other in a while, busy as they both often were. Lucian had expected to encounter him here, right in the lion's den, in the middle of all the danger, with the creatures ready to bare their teeth if the situation so called for it. But what he saw had been nothing he accounted for, as the blood dripped down the hunter's chin, cleaned with the same precision he knew Cameron to do everything. Most disappointing, to lose a man such as himself and Lucian couldn't help himself. Couldn't stop himself from going to him, a smirk on his lips he often reserved to his preys rather than friends, but that's the change that's occurred here, is it not?. "I must say, my friend... that death becomes you." He teases, a jab. Throwing the truth between them like a promise of danger.