Maugris just shrugs. He'll explain sometime what the refusal is about, but not tonight.

"Right. You, too - have a good night, Lucas." He nods as the boy disappears into the portal and turns to the stairs. It's going to be a while until dawn, and he's going to be spending it mostly trying to make sure he doesn't end up leaning on his arm when he falls asleep - mostly because he just doesn't want to wake up leaning on a burned arm.