Excuse you, he's gotten much more careful with his possessions in the past several months. Weird that it only takes a nasty kidnapping and some screwed-up, trauma-inducing, rituals to make someone take extra care of their things.

(People.)

Lucifer takes far too much pleasure in that caught breath and escalated heartbeat, feeling it through the skin at Istredd's neck.

"Inventive way of 'sussing' out that trap." As though any of this trip turned out to be on purpose and not just sheer happenstance that they stumbled upon. But it's working out for them in the end.

"Lucky I'm your menace."

Lucky depending who you asked, anyway. Which would. Only really be Istredd who would agree.

... And maybe Wilhelm and Kell.