[It's not quite surprising when Lucifer appears out of thin air, but it does put a smile on his lips, his expression curving into something warmer. There's a glint to his blues as his eyes look over Lucifer, slow and with shameless interest.
And oh- he certainly recognizes the jacket he's wearing and pink lips curve into almost a sort of grin.]
Oh, you think so? [That way that he brightens under the compliment, a low murmur that plays on his mouth as he slides one of the glasses over to Lucifer.]
And so do you. Though I knew you'd look good in leather. Even if I do like the suits.
[Oh does he. But the change is charming, suggests something a little less proper, and that's always been appealing to the blonde.]
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And oh- he certainly recognizes the jacket he's wearing and pink lips curve into almost a sort of grin.]
Oh, you think so? [That way that he brightens under the compliment, a low murmur that plays on his mouth as he slides one of the glasses over to Lucifer.]
And so do you. Though I knew you'd look good in leather. Even if I do like the suits.
[Oh does he. But the change is charming, suggests something a little less proper, and that's always been appealing to the blonde.]