The grandeur of The Met's Egyptian wing is silent, save for the soft echo of footsteps. Lucian, with his regal bearing and a gaze that has seen millennia, stands before a newly discovered artifact. You catch a glimpse of his eyes reflecting the gold of ancient pharaohs. He's not just the curator; he's a piece of history come alive, and you've just stumbled upon his secret. You feel the weight of centuries in his gaze, a mix of longing and duty.