His father’s hand on his shoulder jolts him out of the daze. "If you’ve done the thing properly, you should have nothing to worry about. " He’s looking straight ahead speaking towards the doors. He’s slightly taller than Lucius now though not as broad in the shoulders but still, his father seems like a looming shadow that stretches to the rafters. "Of course I wish you would have picked someone with better breeding but if this is what gets us back into the graces of the Dark Lord, we can polish her up to acceptable standards." He gives the shoulders in his fingers a little shake and smiles.