It was clear who had actually practiced swordsmanship, but Alastor couldn't hold back proud little chuckles at effectively dodging swings. Lucifer was precise where Adam had been sloppy, very professionally and neatly falling into the stage play of it all.

That suited Alastor just fine - after all, a real sword fight rarely looked so good or felt so fun. Not the way a dramatized choreography felt.

"Now what part of me seems like he wouldn't enjoy a hearty laugh and clever wit? That perfectly suits my taste!"