( Proving that his manners absolutely exist, he offers a very clipped, very terse: )
Thanks.
( And hugs the worm to his chest as he turns to leave. Rita's head, like a swiveling parascope, stays pointed firmly at Lucifer in a weird, preternatural gaze from the back of his shirt the entire time. )
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But fine. If that's all it's going to take? He's dying on worm hill, he doesn't have to die on manners hill too.
He holds out a hand, and firmly says: )
Please.
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Thanks.
( And hugs the worm to his chest as he turns to leave. Rita's head, like a swiveling parascope, stays pointed firmly at Lucifer in a weird, preternatural gaze from the back of his shirt the entire time. )