Lucius" eyes had stopped darting around the room long ago. If he could have narrowed them, he would have. There was a subtle hint of calculation, of fear, and of surprise. He probably hadn't known what to expect from them, had probably never dreamed of learning that his two greatest enemies would be speaking so openly about claiming a pureblood while on the run. That a mudblood and a half-blood could be as ruthless as a pureblood.