Alastor's ear flicked at the nibble, flicking again a few times after being released. He's still drained, but just enough blood's come back to him to add a little bit of color to his cheeks that he plays off as he reaches around Lucifer to place the doll on the shelf with the rest of them.

"It sure is! The down is needed so the spirits know where to find you," he chuckled, amused. "Hair could have sufficed - hair is what I took from Charlie, after all, for hers."