Pat pat pat, and away he goes. "Good... night?"

Lucifer.exe requires a restart.

But in his privacy, his arms and shoulders slouched. He blinked blearily.

"Yeah... yeah, I'm... taking a drinking break..." Teleporting was possibly dangerous while intoxicated. So the King chose the walk of shame by exiting the kitchen on foot and setting off for sleep.

"...And checking the dates on the barrels."