"Really?" Kell looks at Lucifer with genuine surprise.

That's all new to him. Maybe that's lack of imagination on his part because yes, magic flows equally through all living things. Stronger in some, weaker in others. So does life itself. It's pretty embarrassing now that he thinks about. He did catch himself talking to a plant once. So maybe his surprise is unfounded.

"Lesser beings," he repeats with a nod, tempted to ask do people count as lesser beings to archangels. Something tells him they do. But then Lucifer delivers a scathing review of his own performance, and Kell just laughs.

"Are trying to tell me you were a shitty king?"