He paused mid-step, and turned his full attention upon Mazikeen knowing full-well that how he handled what next awaited him could very well have meant the deaths of every single living creature within this place. Oh joy of joys; Lucifer let out a tiny sigh, and contemplated his options for a silent moment.

Deserved or not, a domestic disturbance started by two of the most powerful beings in Creation would have to have a certain...rather large amount of fallout that he simply could not afford to deal with at this moment in time. And yet, he would not lie to her: this existence, as with every other Creation of Yahweh's, was not his own, and therefore would never be the destination he so fervently searched for.

"Give me you hand, Mazikeen." he asked, voice threaded with gentleness. "Dance with me and take whatever truths you seek from that."