[ that's a sweet thing to say -- and a sweet thing to think, too. Lupin feels a warm rush of happiness butterfly through his veins at the comment, and he leans back against them, squeezing the arm around their waist. They can talk about it later. The end is too heavy a topic to bring up; it'd ruin the moment. ]

Hahaha. That might be one of the best compliments I've ever received. [ he loves Paris, after all! He wants to know what parts of him are similar, but if he asks, they'll probably clam up... ]

You're right - I was living in London before I got here. But I'm only there temporarily on business. Once I've finished taking care of that terrorist cell and Cardia's poison, I'll be heading back here. London's nice, but there's no place like home.