Lucifer would not repeat himself, but only watched. Waited.

When Alastor was on the move, Lucifer was close behind. Good boy.

The door was shut behind them.

"Sit." Gently spoken. The bed was made and neat. In the silence, there was the ticking of a clock on the wall, but there was something whipping in the air.

Forgive him. His tail liked to be restless sometimes.

"Let's have a little chat about bullying, Bambi."