In a room of white noise[Healer Training]

To have to answer the call of this traitor was something that irked Lykos beyond belief. He did not respect the male, and he awaited Katja's swift justice eagerly. Unfortunately, he was still also a Novice, though he doubled as the Heir as well. It was irritating, and Lykos wished to confront Vereux with such an intense desire that it gnawed at him constantly - but no doubt the disgusting oathbreaker would have yet another excuse to make, or would refuse to answer Lykos. It was also not his place; it was his mother's (hopefully she would), and ultimately, it was Katja who reserved the right to punish this traitor, but Lykos would sure as hell keep a close eye on this male who seduced his mother. He didn't trust Vereux at all, and past was not simply that to him. The past was something that needed to be taken into account - once a traitor, always a traitor. And you should never trust a traitor, even if they seem trustworthy. They are not. They are a traitor.

The truth was that simple to Lykos. He stalked towards the meeting, his irritation nearly palpable in the air, though he paused well before arriving to the meeting to calm himself down. While he thought this, it would be good to arrive at the utterly emotionless. And so he took a breath, and smoothed his features, before continuing on. Seeing as he was in the next territory over, it still took a few minutes of jogging to arrive at this idiotic training. Despite his reluctance and what he thought was slowness, apparently he was still the first to arrive. Feeling disgruntled, but refusing to give Vereux the satisfaction, he simply nodded to the man - a simple greeting that gave no inclination of his thoughts. No, he would hide these thoughts from Vereux. While Vereux likely knew Lykos simply disliked him, he could not possibly know anything more than that... nor would he.