Istredd leans his forehead back, his hands attempting to soothe as they touch his back, his hair, a reminder that they are here now, that he is not gone. They still have this, they will always have this. He thinks saying something was better than not, a last will of sorts, if the Singularity comes for him. He trusts everyone else in his life will be fine, but Lucifer? He worries.

The idea of waking up one day and Lucifer's mind just being gone haunts him at times. It'll hurt them worse than most people. Lucifer felt when Jack was gone, and that was hard, but this? It's as necessary as breathing these days for them.

I won't. I promise. He said his piece and doesn't need to again. Istredd tilts his head and captures Lucifer's lips into a soft kiss. The comfort offered both physically and between their minds, a gentle touch of adoration that he knows can both overwhelm and fuel Lucifer.

"I can be both annoying and a mood killer." Istredd jokes very lightly, to try and bring them back away from the darkness. "Why do you like me again?"