Laurence listened patiently, letting the words reach his ears and to be heard in their entirety. It was a shame that the potential romance hadn't worked. Now he normally didn't dive into that romance side of things in life. IT had never worked out for him before, why would it now? Still hearing how someone was casting her aside due to one half half of her be one thing, well..it irked him.
"A unworthy partner." Laurence replied simply as he returned to his food, not wishing to rile himself up.
The remaninder of the meal was spent with more pleasent things and as soon as they were done, Laurence glanced out his window. A smile appearing on his face before he chuckled. Right on time it seemed, if not a second early. Mrs. Wicky would end up opening the door to a young police officer, whose classic blue uniform had never changed over the ages in it's look. Although all police officers had a type of armor like quality to their clothes, sure they looked like fabric but the cloth could stop most bullets and blades not of the technologically advance kind. Removing their helmet, it revealed a young face with some peach fuzz at the ends of their sharp side burns, their hair a bit messy due to the helmet creating some static electricity to make it stand on end.
"Is he in?" The young man asked, although their words were less than desired, there was a humbled, if not nervous tone to their words.
"He's up in his study with his partner in work as usual." Mrs. Wicky said as she took the helmet and let it rest on a hanger.
Of course, the young policeman would give her a quick thanks and make his way up the stairs. Even before he reached to knock, he'd hear Laurence grant permission to enter. He did so without a fuss though Laurence was a tad surprised.
"Goldstone? I must admit, I was expect your superior, Inspector Crown. You look nervous lad, come sit. Take a few moments to gather yourself." Laurence urged kindly.
"I..I would accept the seat and moment to relax, Mr. Laurence. But I'm not here during my break, I'm still on the clock, this is urgent though!" Goldstone spoke, his humbled voice was shaky like a record attempting to skip but not quite there yet. "The murders, they're out of hand! Inspector Crown and even the Chief are having trouble , they won't seek outside aid due to how dangerous this is. HUmans and supernatural are dying all over, and they're getting more brutual. I was just there, I couldn't....I.."
"Calm Goldstone, calm. You are going to lose whatever remains of your morning coffee in your stomach, I can tell you already lost your breakfest." Laurence stood and set a hand on the young officer's shoulder and guided them to a seat. "If anyone from your department comes here, I'll deal with them. Right now you are in no state to go recounting what you've seen. My dear Lapis, please fetch some medicine to help our guest with his nerves, it'll also help his stomach as well."