He hums, delighted, even when Istredd makes to squash his need to pummel Dean just a little.
"Fiiiiine. I'll make something squishy and gross to throw at him, maybe incurs blindness? Blindness and smells like bad fish." The blindness would piss Dean off more than the fish smell.
"I'm fine." He is.
Just disconcerted.
He slumps back into the wall, more loosened and relaxed than he had before. "Dean as a demon is much less entertaining than when he's human," he says, extremely put out by that fact. "I've made some works-of-art demons, met others that churned out of the Hell Machine, that didn't absolutely suck. He's just boring," and had Lucifer very much wanting to just bolt out of his own domain from the off-tune wrongness of his presence, but, "and I couldn't even mine him for information. All-in-all it was a very short conversation."
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"Fiiiiine. I'll make something squishy and gross to throw at him, maybe incurs blindness? Blindness and smells like bad fish." The blindness would piss Dean off more than the fish smell.
"I'm fine." He is.
Just disconcerted.
He slumps back into the wall, more loosened and relaxed than he had before. "Dean as a demon is much less entertaining than when he's human," he says, extremely put out by that fact. "I've made some works-of-art demons, met others that churned out of the Hell Machine, that didn't absolutely suck. He's just boring," and had Lucifer very much wanting to just bolt out of his own domain from the off-tune wrongness of his presence, but, "and I couldn't even mine him for information. All-in-all it was a very short conversation."