Had Balthazar stopped to talk to some of the other angels before heading for their bedroom, he might have gotten some pre-warning here. As it is, he's aware of where Lucifer is, though not quiet connected enough to sense her mood. That's something that may grow and change as their relationship continues, but for now it's probably best that they not be so close to one another they can't separate their own emotions from their partner's. Especially since Balthazar is barely used to being permitted to feel things, and Lucifer feels them so very, very strongly.

Case in point. The younger angel has a bag from a rare bookstore in his arms when he enters the room, having brought home a few gifts for...well, primarily himself, but the thought of lounging in bed and reading aloud to Lucifer over wine and sweets may have crossed his mind, too. He's not trying to be stealthy or quiet coming in, but he stops short in the doorway when he sees a sight that is unexpected on many levels.

Lucifer in female form? Probably wouldn't make him bat more than an eye or two at this point. Lucifer as a lion? Even less surprising. But put those two modes together and add winged kittens in a heap on their bed, and this is more than a little unusual.

"Well, that'll teach me to leave you unsupervised," he comments, tilting his head. "Did you make them, darling, or have we adopted?"