Well. S'what you call a conundrum, innit? Can't let Lucifer upstage me, but doing so in this case would undermine me whole style.

[ Not that he's instantly feeling better. It's a little joke to cover up how much he's still dead rubbish inside, but then they can probably tell. He maintains his cagey eyeballing of Inanna all the same: ]

It don't bother you then, that what you want outta me goes against what I'm owed to her and her domain? Not gonna fight over the table scraps that constitute my soul, are yeh? Maybe y'can work out some sorta time share.