Lucifer doesn't mind the blood; Lucifer downright enjoys it. Relishes in it. Maybe even goes as far as cherishes Istredd with patches of it painted on parts of him.
They're supposed to be leaving the woods.
They're doing a great job at that.
"I wouldn't accept you if you didn't."
That's straight-up fact. Stone-cold concrete. That Lucifer is at his core more dark side than anything, that he may change and shift but that will always linger in some form. That he isn't expected to change so heavily, that this is a part of him, that Istredd not only accepts it but also doesn't try to ignore it, dismiss it, put it in a box and pay attention to whatever's left behind.
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They're supposed to be leaving the woods.
They're doing a great job at that.
"I wouldn't accept you if you didn't."
That's straight-up fact. Stone-cold concrete. That Lucifer is at his core more dark side than anything, that he may change and shift but that will always linger in some form. That he isn't expected to change so heavily, that this is a part of him, that Istredd not only accepts it but also doesn't try to ignore it, dismiss it, put it in a box and pay attention to whatever's left behind.