It's ridiculous how out of hand this got in the span of a few minutes, but here she is, standing in front of a dismayed and overly invested crowd and a very naked Lucifer. A very naked Lucifer that's looking at her as if she's just gutted him. And even though there's that part of her that feels, knows he's being over-the-top and utterly ludicrous about this whole thing, the other part feels a sharp pang at being the one who's put that look on his face.
She hardly feels the dancer touch her shoulder, too swept up in looking at the sad Devil laid out in front of her, but when she does, she frowns and lets her gaze drift over to her for a moment. And then a sigh slips out as she slowly eases back into her chair.]
Alright, alright. Fine. [Then at him.] I must really, really like you.
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It's ridiculous how out of hand this got in the span of a few minutes, but here she is, standing in front of a dismayed and overly invested crowd and a very naked Lucifer. A very naked Lucifer that's looking at her as if she's just gutted him. And even though there's that part of her that feels, knows he's being over-the-top and utterly ludicrous about this whole thing, the other part feels a sharp pang at being the one who's put that look on his face.
She hardly feels the dancer touch her shoulder, too swept up in looking at the sad Devil laid out in front of her, but when she does, she frowns and lets her gaze drift over to her for a moment. And then a sigh slips out as she slowly eases back into her chair.]
Alright, alright. Fine. [Then at him.] I must really, really like you.