God, he was weak to terms of endearment. His tail spade thumping against the floor, he nodded. Okay... he'll trust you to speak up on things you want, Bambi. It won't do to neglect yourself or even deny a curiosity.

But with the question, Lucifer turned his face to bury it in fluff. "Are you kidding...?? You're so fluffy... it's lovely..."