You're creating a cult you mean. Not that Istredd entirely understands the difference. He thinks it may be about structure. Or the behavior of the people within it. He knows that Lucifer wants to be adored and worshipped and given the attention he felt he was owed but not rewarded with. Fine, I'll sing your praises.

He'll always have Istredd's love to fall back on.

I know, I'm annoying. He tucks his head down to kiss his hair and simply holds him for a few seconds, tightening his arm around him, treasuring their closeness. And everything that they are. He relaxes and writes spells on Lucifer's back. None that are real, just wanted.

Lucifer .... He starts and then pauses, trying to gather his thoughts. If I am taken from you, I don't want you to self-destruct or cut off everyone else. They both know it's possible. There is no guarantee of their time here. And Istredd would be in agonizing pain and withdraw, and he has to tellin himself not to, but he is far more worried about Lucifer.

I'm in love with this you. And I don't want that to be lost. Do you understand? It seems like a good idea to say that, in case the worst did happen.