Istredd smiles, crossing his arms, keeping an eye out into the darkness. He's already fought back against one creature of the night, so he's ready for another one. "That's because you're very likable. Rough around the edges, maybe, but charismatic. And we're all lonely people made less lonely."

They've talked before about the similarities a lot of the Thorne Summoned have, and there is definitely an element of isolation. Leaning on each other in a way they haven't in a long time. He knows Lucifer had it harder than most, being in that cage for so long.

He pointedly does not look at what he's doing. He can smell it and that's plenty. It is necessary, and maybe eventually he'll get used to it, but not yet. "You know I always support when you need alone time." They are in each other's back pocket 85% of the time. They live together, sleep together, are often walking around the castle together. The last thing he wants to do is suffocate.

"But I like that you want me here. Even if I was seriously considering letting you defile me covered in blood on the ground." He chuckles at that last part. Listen, adrenaline is often the cause of such things. He is not immune!