"You think I like it for my mind?" Lucifer grumbles. "Bad enough I sometimes get it around me when I show up places--thank the Singularity for that." He's not actually sure Istredd's heard that lovely feature that Lucifer's had since the beginning. Lucifer typically is good about squashing it down when it tries to make a fuss.

Lucky for Istredd, Lucifer has little problem with this. He's a heat-leeching gremlin-octopus cat at his vessel's heart. He slides up under the blanket alongside Istredd, limbs latching around the man, laying claim and getting comfortable.