Lucius ceases his tapping as Claudel leaves the room. "Yes lord." Once he leaves he turns towards his fellow acolytes. "Before we acquire what we can from this Tyro, we need to decide on who leads our cell. It almost goes without saying I think I am best suited. Between my connections and skill with people I highly doubt any one of you would be better suited." He eyes each of the acolytes, obviously measuring them. Once that's done a wry grin spreads across his face and he leans back in his chair, obviously confident.