[ his lips part, then shut. pain twists his mouth so briefly it's like it was never there to begin with, a mild smile hard on its heels. ]
.. Lucifer loves me.
[ it's not an answer, not exactly, but in a way it says everything.
he glances down at his hands, the fingers tightening around one another until they're nearly white-knuckled. ] And I care far more for his good opinion than I do God's.
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.. Lucifer loves me.
[ it's not an answer, not exactly, but in a way it says everything.
he glances down at his hands, the fingers tightening around one another until they're nearly white-knuckled. ] And I care far more for his good opinion than I do God's.