"It's a figure of speech. Sort of. Means easy to do with little effort," Matthieu explains while checking over his options.

The squeak hadn't gone unnoticed but he assumes it was more opinionated than what some would call cute. The nuzzle though does garner a pause.

Very gently he lifts his hand to rub along the underside of the small ahamkara's jaw. The soft touches moving to smooth along the frills that adorned the cheeks and down his back. Whether or not Lucifer was vocal about it, he comes across as a very tactile creature. One that certainly would be keen for more.

"Oh? What else have you tried to turn into," he asks.