Never said it worked well, did I? I just thought you were...made up.
[ Seriously. She's one of a tiny percentage of living proof that humans don't toe the line well. Lucifer already seems like a better option than half the people she met in the weeks surrounding that disaster. ]
You haven't, like at all? [ Now that strikes her as more odd than anything. it's kind of easy to believe that someone's not lying when they offer such irrefutable proof as disappearing instantly in front of her own eyes, but not trying to get out? Hell, it was the first thing she did. ] Surely if anyone could leave it would be you though...
[ And she's caught up enough in the curiosity of that enough that for a moment his question doesn't register. Rest assured it does though, and it's obvious when it does by the mildly flustered way she responds, clearing her throat before she continues. ]
Well it's... I don't know. All that? [ More vague crotch directed gesturing. ] That's your business. Not mine. I don't want to see it unless-
[ And wow no she's so not getting into a birds and bees talk with Lucifer, so she's just going to go ahead and try to ignore the rising pink in her cheeks as she continues. ] Well there are exceptions. But generally we humans keep some parts covered up by default.
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[ Seriously. She's one of a tiny percentage of living proof that humans don't toe the line well. Lucifer already seems like a better option than half the people she met in the weeks surrounding that disaster. ]
You haven't, like at all? [ Now that strikes her as more odd than anything. it's kind of easy to believe that someone's not lying when they offer such irrefutable proof as disappearing instantly in front of her own eyes, but not trying to get out? Hell, it was the first thing she did. ] Surely if anyone could leave it would be you though...
[ And she's caught up enough in the curiosity of that enough that for a moment his question doesn't register. Rest assured it does though, and it's obvious when it does by the mildly flustered way she responds, clearing her throat before she continues. ]
Well it's... I don't know. All that? [ More vague crotch directed gesturing. ] That's your business. Not mine. I don't want to see it unless-
[ And wow no she's so not getting into a birds and bees talk with Lucifer, so she's just going to go ahead and try to ignore the rising pink in her cheeks as she continues. ] Well there are exceptions. But generally we humans keep some parts covered up by default.