He nodded. It had been the same. The obnoxious interviews, the whole buzz of everything just stressed Lilith out. He could admit that at first he was excited and wondered why they shouldn't be out and about with it, but each scant moment with hands getting grabby, really personal comments and complete invasion of privacy, that wonder had died.

Lucifer perked a bit with the sound of cracking knuckles. Oh. Oooh.

"Times have changed in the over two-hundred years since Charlie was brought into the world. The media will be pushier, the people with far less respect of privacy. Knowing full well how bad it was for us before, yeah, I'm keeping this to myself." He brought a hand to his stomach.

"If there's ever a matter that demands an appearance of the king, rest assured, the queen will be in attendance as well. No exceptions. Doing things... separately... didn't feel right. I think it only helped what wound up happening."

He paused, and his face fell, grew serious. "...Never again. I want us to be a team, in as much as we're able."