[ So, something is clearly not as it ought to be and the Detective's looking at him like she thinks he's done something deliberately to off-set himself which, well, he obviously wouldn't. At least, not today. He thinks about the look in the other man's eyes, how he'd looked so... untouched, maybe politely confused, just... insufferably normal. That's never happened before. Why would it happen now? First, he's vulnerable and also, consequently, kill-able around the Detective, now he's losing his mojo in the face of a seemingly random piano twink?
What?
No, seriously. What?
We need to start interviewing, says Chloe, frowning at her phone. Faculty first, narrow down the list of suspects. Family, too. She looks at him expectantly like she thinks he isn't going right back inside that room to set things straight. Really. Like she doesn't know him at all. ]
Yes, good luck with that. [ He nods towards the room. ] I'll be right back.
[ She splutters something in protest but he overhears her, barging into the practice room and shutting the door behind him firmly. The other man's on the verge of leaving, it seems, and Lucifer strides right up to him, pausing a feet or two away and saying, eyebrows raised and smile in place: ]
no subject
What?
No, seriously. What?
We need to start interviewing, says Chloe, frowning at her phone. Faculty first, narrow down the list of suspects. Family, too. She looks at him expectantly like she thinks he isn't going right back inside that room to set things straight. Really. Like she doesn't know him at all. ]
Yes, good luck with that. [ He nods towards the room. ] I'll be right back.
[ She splutters something in protest but he overhears her, barging into the practice room and shutting the door behind him firmly. The other man's on the verge of leaving, it seems, and Lucifer strides right up to him, pausing a feet or two away and saying, eyebrows raised and smile in place: ]
Where do you think you're off to?