Lucette had been busy, not that Gav was surprised. He’d seen her around with Bae-Syl, at least when he wasn’t busy with patrolling. The young man was dutiful, and Gavroche could see his efforts. He was glad that his daughter had made such a friend, bonding with him. He chuckled as he made his way to the den Lucette had set up for her herb storage, hoping to find her there. He could see how happy Bae-Syl made her, and… it reminded him of when he and Bellamy were a bit younger, back in Lyenne. He could see those bonds growing stronger. It would be good to let his daughter know that he wanted her to trust her heart. He approached the den, calling out, just on the chance Bae-Syl was around too so that they wouldn’t get startled. “Luce?” "Speech" 'Thought.'

Lucette had been spending a good chunk of autumn sorting through the herbs she had been gathering during Bae-Syl’s patrols and storing them away for later use. Unfortunately though some of the boneset she had been trying to store hadn’t dried properly and now the herbs had started to grow mold. Yuck! Well, so much for that! Lucy would sigh heavily… and then immediately after heard her father’s voice. “Dad?” That was weird, they weren’t supposed to have a lesson today. Leaving the herbs where she had set them aside to be tossed out she slipped from the den. He didn’t seem to be worried about anything, and in fact, he was wearing a gentle smile. “What brings you to the creek today?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. "Talk, 'Think.'