Istredd drops his hand from Lucifer's hair to cup both of Lucifer's hands like he did in reverse not that long ago, holding them. He is close, in Lucifer's space, but not too close and overwhelming. There, if he wants it, there, if he leans forward even a little.

That is a very serious and legitimate thing to be afraid of, and Istredd is also afraid of it. He may not fully understand the logistics of how this all works with Lucifer, being a powerful creature trapped in a human form, but he knows how hard Lucifer's worked to get here. And he values what he's made, clearly. Otherwise getting back to his full form would have no doubts or concerns.

"You are the archangel Lucifer. If anyone can rebel against their nature and fight to keep hold of the things they love, it's you."