the centuries fade below my feet

Lucius watched as the brown and tan arrayed man strided a bit closer to him, and he stood still, unflinching at such a closer contact in his personal space. After all, if this was to be his superior, why distance himself?

"Confidentiality is nothing to fear, in my eyes. Only to be respected. If something is not to be spoken, then that will be heeded, and if something is to only be shared specifically with a certain person, then so be it. I respect those terms."

The bi colored roman watched the older wolf, the glint in his electric irises showing no emotions to the current situation.