"I mean I'm ok with not using them but probably would be for the best," he says, mulling over his options. Standing up, the reaper returns to Lucifer and stealing away a brief kiss.

He gently cups his cheek, gently stroking. "I know. I also know you don't want to wait but if you'll allow me to slip away I can get better preparations. Maybe even make sure there's food for later."

His neck still stings when he moves but he can hide that with a glamour. It may be a bit uncomfortable with the venom still running through him but he can manage.