"Against Kitty? I wish she'd have been more transparent, but if you mean do I mind being blamed for something that really wasn't my fault?" He rolled his eyes and gestured around them, holding his ground now because it seemed that any further steps would only be seen as the retreat they were. Fine. If Nicholas attacked him, Lucifer could always take him along for the ride, drop him off somewhere on the other side of the American border and see how the authorities dealt with such suspicious behavior.

He narrowed his eyes pointedly, thereafter, and made his case.

"And how many of your friends have you tortured and killed, Nicolas? Looked into their eyes, while you cut into their hearts? Something you do often?"