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[hellicious]

[Lucifer would be the first to tell him that one doesn't gain or lose masculinity points for clothes they wear or whom they fuck. Own what you are, Lloyd. Masculinity's overrated, anyway.

Setting his cigarette in the ashtray, he also puts his glass down, leaning on the table a bit to hold himself there as he first looks at the horn, then starts to touch it. It's exploring, that touch, starting at the tip and working down and around it to the base, seeing what the texture is like and how it's attached to the man's head. Fascinating, really.]

Mm, makes you a bit of a unicorn, doesn't it? Demonic narwhal.

[He's still mostly paying attention to the horn, because really, Lloyd. He likes new things. But he answers a little distractedly.]

Mm, an angel. Well, not a real one, mind you. Not as I or my siblings are, anyway. But this reality's version of one, and she happens to be from my world. What with Little Eden being toxic ground at the moment, she needed somewhere safe where she wouldn't be harried by this demon/angel nonsense.

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[The horn exploring feels nice but strange, and it has Lloyd squinting a bit and keeping his tongue pressed between his teeth to avoid making any awkward sounds whenever Lucifer touches an especially sensitive spot.

He manages to get out a faintly amused snort at this unicorn shit. Sure, that's him all right. A goddamn unicorn.]

Not, uh-- [His memory isn't the greatest, and it's kinda tough to concentrate with the horn probing going on, but finally, he's got it:] Chloe Decker? She mentioned working with a Lucifer. Homicide cases.

[hellicious]

[He was already drawing his hand back, making to sit back where he'd started, reaching for his drink as he did when he paused as Lloyd said a name.]

Ooh, look at you, getting around and picking up all sorts of information. You might be more useful than just for party favors. Yes, Unicorn, that would be the angel currently residing under my roof.

[There was an implied 'under my protection' in there as well. Could Lloyd hear it?]