The weight of Lustrian's eyes lifted off of Memphisto after realizing that he
was only having fun with the girl, but widened only the slightest bit at
Valentine when a roar like some unknown creature rose from him, and
he was somewhat taken by his Valentine. Not for a moment did his
expression change. He watched them with a demon's plain glare and
regal stature of a nobleman. He didn't come closer, nor move away.
He looked from Valentine, to James, then back at Valentine again with
a patient shifting of his yellow eyes.
"... What are they doing to you..." His thoughts stirred in his head, growling, though no anger showed.