He laughed at my awkwardness as he responded;
"Yeah, no problem."
and as we were just beginning to get comfortable with each other, Lucifer walked in, his demonic aura bringing chills to my bones as he stared at me first before he turned his attention onto the guy that was kindly giving me his blood.
I could see the tension building up as they held each others gaze and the first one to break the staring content was of course, not Satan.
"Out."
is all that came out of Lucifer's mouth as he practically rushed the guy into quickly taking out the needle from his arm and leaving the room.
Without saying another word, Lucifer strode over to me almost angrily then violenly grabbed my sore body, picking me up, he threw me over his shoulder, carrying me out of the room and down the large hall
