[He raises an eyebrow that Lucretia knows the name, but dismisses it. This place isn't that big- it stands to reason they've met somewhere, and with the other magic pulling him towards her, he doesn't have the defensiveness to fight her on it. But the first comment just garners a small shrug.]

Eh. Doesn't seem like much compared to a hundred, huh?

[The second part though gives him pause, the way she looks at her hands. He finds himself following suit, fiddling with the edge of his shirt, pulling idly at a loose thread there.]

Nah. I tumbled in with Magnus, 'n Merle showed up next Door cycle. But, uh. They both dropped on outta here a while back. Maggie's been by a couple times, actually.