(( Lucifer hardly moves at the boy's reaction. It's certainly a reasonable one after all he's gone through. The only change happens in his face, his dark eyes widening slightly, softening in the face of such fear.

It takes more will power than Lucifer cares to admit to keep from uttering that old angelic adage be not afraid. How long has it been since he wanted a human to feel comforted by his presence? He can't even recall. ))

That's right. Can you still breathe alright, little prince? I'm not here to do anything to you. I'm actually pleased to see you. I'm very fond of someone with a face like yours.