He hasn't forgotten that Lucifer was attacked by Summoned from Cadens. The knowledge of it lurks in the shadows at the back of his mind when he crosses paths with anyone of that faction. Lucifer has never said who'd done it — he probably didn't know their names. As difficult as it is to reconcile that story with his impression of the people he's met from the Free Cities, Wilhelm can concede that he might be a little naive. He's trying not to be.

So he's grateful that while Lucifer has decided to look out for him, to take him under his wing, the man (well, angel) doesn't try to shelter him like some fragile thing.

Wilhelm's halfway to some comment on how singing badly must just bring people together — wasn't there a story like that from World War II or something? — when Lucifer cuts in with this next observation. His expression tightens, nerves prickled.

"What do you mean weaponize me?"