[ Although he isn’t expecting company, Lucifer can’t say that he’s startled by her arrival. Or concerned by it. Shame and embarrassment are human characteristics. They don’t belong to angels. Certainly not to angels who’ve spent centuries in Hell.
Turning away from the cabinet, he looks at her, head cocked slightly to the side, making no motion to cover himself. It isn’t his body. Even if it was, he wouldn’t care. ]
Unless someone’s moved them, my guess is that they’re where I left them. Why?
[ One eyebrow rises as a smile, nearly a smirk, plays at the corners of his mouth. ]
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Turning away from the cabinet, he looks at her, head cocked slightly to the side, making no motion to cover himself. It isn’t his body. Even if it was, he wouldn’t care. ]
Unless someone’s moved them, my guess is that they’re where I left them. Why?
[ One eyebrow rises as a smile, nearly a smirk, plays at the corners of his mouth. ]