Give him a moment, okay - Lucifer's smugness and pride does things to Alastor's heart, and the old organ isn't used to fluttering over a feeling like this. The deer stared in some surprise.

He's really not sure how to feel about it all. Good? He feels good, but in what way, he could never articulate.

After a beat, he let out a soft breath of a 'hah!'.