"Pfft- Hey, you're talking to a guy with a habit for talking too much, making no sense and then forgetting what I'd just said." He shrugged. Whoops. They were two peas in a pod, right?

Lucifer met her in the middle, enjoyed another kiss, felt something akin to his feathers standing pleasantly on end with the touch despite his appendages being tucked away.

"Singing, for me, is like breathing. I will of course grant your wish... but never hesitate to ask if you need a little something as well. Your own personal muse~"