Fine in fire and of frame. // OxO // Closed

Luce's mouth curved in a faint smile at the final question. "It depends." he replied, shrugging a shoulder and gesturing slightly. "Some on your world would call me Satan, though that is more of a title than anything else." his gaze finally moved away from Elias, tracking around the room for a moment before returning right back to him. "But my name is Lucifer. Luce, if you prefer." he paused for a moment. "And, of course you are special. You sent me such lovely presents." all those horrible, cruel people, that Luce had thought he would have to wait for. That would get to enjoy the rest of their lives, fat and happy and free. But Elias had sent them here early, and that…well that was just wonderful.

And somehow out of everything he’d learned in the past few minutes, that got Elias the hardest. He fell silent, freezing in place for a moment. Only a moment, and then he was right back to the witty responses. “Mm. Does everyone down here get a private audience then, or is this a special privilege?” After getting over the initial shock- and admittedly, fear- Elias found that more than anything he was intrigued. Perhaps that was the academic in him. He was absolutely overflowing with questions, but at the mention of presents the gears turning in his head visibly stalled. There was only one thing that Luce could be referring to- the people that Elias had killed. He pieced that together quickly. “I can’t have been the first to kill for you.” He hummed. Because at the end of the day, that’s what he’d done. He’d killed for the sake of punishment, which he assumed was what happened once they arrived here to be greeted by Luce. And in that regard, he certainly wasn’t the first.

He laughed quietly, running a hand over his hair. "This is a special privilege. Most do not deserve a private audience with me." he hummed faintly, thinking. "And no, you are not the first to kill for me. Far from it. But, you are different from most that have come before you. Your motivations and such were different." he tipped his head slightly, studying Elias carefully. "Different in a way that interested me." it was true. Most that killed for "justice" or somesuch thing killed more for the pleasure of killing. Serial killers, who went after scum because they wouldn't be missed. While Elias technically fit that description, he was not like them. He wsa not one of them.

No matter how sure he was that everything he had heard was true, Elias’s gaze still followed the motion of Luce’s hand and subconsciously searched for any sort of headband hidden in his hair holding those horns up. Nothing. He did make a mental note to perhaps ask about the horns and tail later, though. They were sort of fascinating. Just as fascinating, however, was the way that Luce examined him as he spoke. It was simultaneously frightening and …almost exhilarating. “What happens to me now, then?” As much as he wanted to stay in the lounge, tucked away and likely safer than the rest of this world, that couldn’t be all that awaited him here. He knew that.

Luce paused. "That," he replied, "depends on you." he took a small step closer to Elias, eyes staring into the young man. "I am rather fascinated by you, if I am to be honest, and I would love to get to know you better." he knew better than to be too intense. Being too intense frightened humans, and he did not want Elias to be frightened of him. He truly did not. "You would stay here, with me. Or, I can Send you on your way, to the afterlife that awaits you."

The thought of stepping back and maintaining the space between them only briefly crossed Elias’s mind. He should be afraid. Terrified, even- and yet he only wanted to know more. “Mm.” He was silent for a few seconds, thinking. He was in the real-world equivalent of hell, so did that mean his afterlife would be torture? Somehow, he had a feeling that Luce wouldn’t allow that to happen to him. And there wasn’t a trace of malice in those red eyes. After staring across the room at a framed photo deep in thought for a moment, he finally shifted his gaze back to the man in front of him and found himself cracking a small, barely-there smile. “I think it’s safe to say I’m more interested in you than in moving on.”

The small smile that flashed on Luce's face was gone again after a moment, though his gaze remained fixed on Elias. "Good." he said softly. "I prepared chambers for you already." sure, his hope was that Elias would move in with him, but for now, Elias's chambers were next door to his. With a door connecting the two. For ease, of course. He gestured towards the door, tail flicking faintly. "Would you like to come with me? I will show them to you."