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Maybe it will make Lucifer feel better to know that he never ceases to surprise Balthazar, either. Just the slightest of questions and pop! here he is manifesting his crown and just handing it over to Balthazar to look at. He gives him an incredulous blink, then a grin and a kiss on the cheek, accepting it to turn it in his hands.

"Intimidating," he murmurs. "But I suppose it's meant to be."

He sets it down gently on the arm of the sofa; hopefully it won't burn the upholstery.

"I'm fine. Just a random ache. Probably because I spend so much time in this vessel, and he was a bit sickly when I picked him up..." No, it's not. He knows better than that, but something in him shies away from questioning it further. There are rumors, and Lucifer does not need to hear about them while he's weakened.

He reaches up to put his hand over Lucifer's, closing his eyes for a second. "It's easier for me if I think of it as you fighting for the freedom to choose your own lover. But...I suppose if the situation were reversed, I wouldn't mind a few perforations for the sake of your company."