"Al about the healing- he'll never lay a hand on you again. Hmm- Urahara coming to the cave. It's hard to remember. If it helps, I pepper them through with so many lies, they won't know heads from tails when it comes to what I really do say of you."
"It's Al. I told him you were temporarily challenged, that the damage he'd done to you would hurt for a little while, and that he had to never do that again, and never tell anyone."
A month ago, and this situation would have exploded. Possibly into violence. But this is a month and a lifetime later, and Lucifer just simmers for a few silent moments. Calculating.
"If I so much as look like I'm stepping out of line, you're insane if you think he won't tell Rei that she can hurt me and make it stick. So you understand if I want something more than your word before I tell you anything."
"Telling someone close to Rei isn't what I'd call protection."
Neither was taking a death god to him when he was dying.
"You want me to tell you things, big things. But you risk my life and try to tell me not to worry about it. You get upset if I don't trust you, but you barely trust me enough to look at your friends. There's something amiss here."
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"What have you told about me?"
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Ticking off on his fingers.
"Al about the healing- he'll never lay a hand on you again. Hmm- Urahara coming to the cave. It's hard to remember. If it helps, I pepper them through with so many lies, they won't know heads from tails when it comes to what I really do say of you."
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"You told him I can't heal?"
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Shrugging.
"I know what I'm doing."
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"If I so much as look like I'm stepping out of line, you're insane if you think he won't tell Rei that she can hurt me and make it stick. So you understand if I want something more than your word before I tell you anything."
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In which case, Break would kill Lucifer himself.
"He will not use this to hurt you. I'll make doubly sure of that tonight, if you'd like."
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It's Al. There is no promise that would be secure enough if he thought that killing Lucifer was the right thing.
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Reminding him quietly.
"He won't."
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He asks it as simply as he asks a hundred other questions.
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Drawing his knees to his chest, shrugging.
"Protecting you."
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Neither was taking a death god to him when he was dying.
"You want me to tell you things, big things. But you risk my life and try to tell me not to worry about it. You get upset if I don't trust you, but you barely trust me enough to look at your friends. There's something amiss here."