[ the double-take stings, but it's not oz's fault. it's lucifer's own insecurities seeping in with the constant reminder of what once was. if he doesn't see himself he can forget, at least for a moment, but the reactions of people he knows more than make up that slack.

he does snort at the commentary though, shaking the hand that doesn't engulf his quite as much as it normally would. ]

Probably? Thanks a lot. [ but he does seem to have cheered up a little about it in the moment at least. ] I'm pretty sure I can change my clothes. It's the eyes and wings and halo. I could find contacts maybe, tuck the halo away somewhere it won't get in the way...

[ what a ridiculous plan. a beat passes and he squints. ]

What kind of makeup would even help this disaster?