[ Lucifer stays seating for a moment longer, idly rolling the glass around in his hands. He's not going to drink it; it's to Alastor's taste, not his, but it is interesting how he can feel the lingering heat of Alastor's hand on it, had nearly felt burned from the touch of Alastor's skin. Much too much body heat, even for a sinner. ]
Guess you should. You know, you're awfully hungry lately.
[ Real neutral, but he hasn't loosened that stare, eyes fixed and evaluating. Far too hungry, now that he thinks about it. Alastor's eaten at Charlie's staff dinners, and there's no way Alastor should need to be eating other sinners as often as he has. It's not out of choice, not with how Alastor's reacted to the interruptions.
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Date: 2024-03-20 12:54 am (UTC)Guess you should. You know, you're awfully hungry lately.
[ Real neutral, but he hasn't loosened that stare, eyes fixed and evaluating. Far too hungry, now that he thinks about it. Alastor's eaten at Charlie's staff dinners, and there's no way Alastor should need to be eating other sinners as often as he has. It's not out of choice, not with how Alastor's reacted to the interruptions.
Something's wrong. ]