He said you were an empty speck, unimportant. Lucien doesn't want to focus on the fact there was someone who had a life for two years, he skated right over it. He said you were gone ... but how is that possible if you were what was left when he was gone? Nothing he says is easy to trust or follow.

[ Shaken by Molly, he reaches up to touch him on the cheek, thumb skating over the peacock feathers. ]

I didn't like the way he spoke about you. None of us did. Even Veth ... Nott, asked him why he didn't give a shit about us.