"Oh, indeed! Or perhaps it'd be fun to set up little ritual shrines... see what the frustrated, desperate little residents will do for a boon or a hint," Alastor chuckled fondly, bringing them both to their feet again and gently brushing dust and rubble off of Lucifer's shoulders.

"How many will think to place a feather as tribute? How many will desperately spill blood? Oh, riveting!"