[It's incredibly worrisome, but then a conversation he'd had earlier clicks.
He pats the boy on the back gently, like maybe he's a little worried he'll collapse back to the ground. An attempt at comforting, given their conversation.]
I'm not. It is true I rule over Hell, but not by choice. You belong to yourself, and yourself alone, but that doesn't mean you can't ask for guidance.
( His confusion deepens at the man's words, Peter (or not-Peter, or whatever odd blended mixture they currently are) frowning deeply, brows furrowed. This... doesn't at all match his feelings towards "Lucifer", does it? He's very sure that it doesn't. But... how is this possible?
He can't decipher it too well right now. What happened to the Lucifer he knew back in Deerington, what's happened to him here.. It's too much; he needs to think more about it later when he's able.
But whatever's going on here, the man helped him get this water, helped him stand up... he's been guiding him, just like he says now that it's okay if he asks for guidance. The boy...demon...thing will most definitely latch onto that concept, gazing at Lucifer with a sort of admiration. )
Thank you. For guiding me.... great Lucifer.
( He lifts the water to his mouth then; he should show his gratitude by drinking what Lucifer helped him obtain, but oh, he.... pushes it to his nose instead of his mouth and it splashes against his own face, startling him.
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He pats the boy on the back gently, like maybe he's a little worried he'll collapse back to the ground. An attempt at comforting, given their conversation.]
I'm not. It is true I rule over Hell, but not by choice. You belong to yourself, and yourself alone, but that doesn't mean you can't ask for guidance.
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He can't decipher it too well right now. What happened to the Lucifer he knew back in Deerington, what's happened to him here.. It's too much; he needs to think more about it later when he's able.
But whatever's going on here, the man helped him get this water, helped him stand up... he's been guiding him, just like he says now that it's okay if he asks for guidance. The boy...demon...thing will most definitely latch onto that concept, gazing at Lucifer with a sort of admiration. )
Thank you. For guiding me.... great Lucifer.
( He lifts the water to his mouth then; he should show his gratitude by drinking what Lucifer helped him obtain, but oh, he.... pushes it to his nose instead of his mouth and it splashes against his own face, startling him.
It's going to be a long day. )
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Think nothing of it.
[At that, he does sort of... gently pull the water out of the boy's face, but not out of his grip.]
Drink it like this.
[He mimes putting a cup to his lips and drinking it.]