Istredd turns toward him and keeps close, reaching out to make certain the blankets are comfortably tucked in around Lucifer again now that he moved. A tender gesture for his always cold partner.

"No thank you to a brothers-leaning nickname. I don't want to remind you of angel drama when we're naked in bed together." He kisses his cheek gently. "Everyone in Thorne knows, you just didn't realize they were right, you were the last person to the party." Istredd knew they weren't only rumors, but on his end.

After a beat, he smiles. This does mean Michael knew before you. He immediately broke his rule about not bringing in angel drama.