"Lucifer." The man hugging him spoke into his ear. "You're alive."
Overcome with sudden protectiveness and the human instinct of danger, he pushed the man away from him, causing his back to collide with the wooden surface of the door as instantly Apollyon had his hands wrapped around his neck, choking him slightly. The face in front of him was one he did not recognize, the man was a few inches shorter than him and had dirty blonde hair with big Hazel eyes, a light dusting of freckles covering the bridge of his nose. He wore denim jeans with a black overcoat over a bright blue sweater.
"Lucifer." The man choked. "Calm down, it's me." He informed with his hands raised in surrender as he didn't try to pry him off.
"Who are you?" He growled lowly as he knew that Eleanora was still sleeping.
