Kyle, at least, is braced for this response. For the moment, he takes it in stride. It's strange, even to Kyle himself, how calm he feels - and he realizes that this is the first time in nearly three years that he feels absolutely no fear of the devil.

(there's still time for Lucifer to lose it, and murder them all in a fit - but even so)

"I won't risk it," he counters, calmly. He's made his stance on ascending clear to Lucifer before - he won't risk the chance that it could be possible.

From within his cloak, he removes a blade - Lucifer has likely seen him carrying it before. It's a roughly carved piece of animal bone carved into a knife, a bit of leather wrapped around it in place of a proper hilt. The bone itself is pitch black, no light would shine off it to give away its wielder.

It also smells like blood, and ill intentions. It's cut is meant to infect and kill both body and soul.

He hands this over to Lucifer.

"Take this. And don't destroy it, no matter how angry you get."