“I think that’s one of the sappiest things you’ve said yet. Especially for one that said he wasn’t sappy,” he teases, grinning after a chuckle. His hand drifts down to rest on Lucifer’s shoulder. “I wouldn’t mind hearing more of that kind.”

He shakes his head. “Even if you couldn’t come, I still would’ve invited you for the rest. You like your showing off and I only want you here. To have a good holiday that you’ve made amazing.”

The music shifts and his attention goes to adjusting before coming back around. “And there I go being just as sappy,” he jokes.