Istredd just raises an eyebrow at him with that petulant response. He said what he said. Concern is for anyone who could be stabbed and crawled bleeding into a bed, thanks. He is certain Lucifer is concerned, as he should be, but he won't belabor the point too much.

"Yes, did I not mention that was my magical leaning?" Istredd pauses as he considers it and shrugs. "Probably not, I don't really use it. The only telepathy I do is with Wanda from Solvunn." And that's because she is a telepath too so the two of them have enjoyed being in each other's presences and not having to talk out loud. It feels more natural, he'll admit that much, when they're together. And in the Horizon it's been even more so.

He didn't hear the warning in the tone, he seems genuinely unconcerned. "But I'm fine with putting mental wards on the room if you like."