[Lloyd sips the scotch, watching Lucifer with an uncertain look. He'll just... ignore that biting offer, filing it away under the million other things he doesn't know what to do with.]
I'm not-- worried about that, exactly. Well, I guess I am, a little bit. I've done enough bad shit that I got reason to be concerned, you know?
[And that's not a comfortable feeling, dealing with a guy whose job was to punish all sinners and knowing that he's got a premium spot on the naughty list. But he'll take Lucifer's word about it not being his responsibility down here.]
But I also worked for a guy back in Las Vegas. He was a little bit like you.
[Superficially, anyway. Flagg had an explosive temper underneath that smooth, relaxed charm, and the wrong move at the wrong time could mean getting torn to pieces. Lloyd is getting the sense that Lucifer isn't quite like that, but he needs time getting used to the idea. He likes to watch his step with people much more powerful than him. It seems like the smart play.]
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I'm not-- worried about that, exactly. Well, I guess I am, a little bit. I've done enough bad shit that I got reason to be concerned, you know?
[And that's not a comfortable feeling, dealing with a guy whose job was to punish all sinners and knowing that he's got a premium spot on the naughty list. But he'll take Lucifer's word about it not being his responsibility down here.]
But I also worked for a guy back in Las Vegas. He was a little bit like you.
[Superficially, anyway. Flagg had an explosive temper underneath that smooth, relaxed charm, and the wrong move at the wrong time could mean getting torn to pieces. Lloyd is getting the sense that Lucifer isn't quite like that, but he needs time getting used to the idea. He likes to watch his step with people much more powerful than him. It seems like the smart play.]