"I'd be happy to do that, but-- she wants you to be a part of it," Lucifer said, expelling an exhale. "You're just--"

He ran his fingers through his hair.

"Darling, I love you," he said, "But I need you to both realize that Octavia's sexual preferences are not about you, and that figuring out one's kinks and how to work them into a relationship to everyone's mutual benefit is a process that you have to allow to occur naturally." He dropped his hand. "And it feels like you're putting so much significance on this that you can't let yourself do so."

He really wished he had a drink right now.