"What?" he sounds scandalized, even his thoughts echoing it for a moment. He puts a hand over his own chest. "You don't like scavenger hunts? Oh, well that's going to be a real cryin' shame then, all that work I put into it..."
His thoughts were giving way before he even finished talking, and he claps both his hands to Istredd's shoulders, laughing more than Istredd would likely appreciate, but he's smoothing out folds of fabric as he gives Istredd's mind the offering of memory: Lucifer simply taking the book from where it had been put, nothing else in its place, nothing out of sort.
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Date: 2023-08-09 03:25 am (UTC)His thoughts were giving way before he even finished talking, and he claps both his hands to Istredd's shoulders, laughing more than Istredd would likely appreciate, but he's smoothing out folds of fabric as he gives Istredd's mind the offering of memory: Lucifer simply taking the book from where it had been put, nothing else in its place, nothing out of sort.