"I do not know. I have not got that far before deciding to introduce you." That was the distance that Lucifer took Balthazar's request.

Lucifer nods and reluctantly slides away physically but his grace stays close.

"You do that and I will continue to wait for a name to put on my shirt." Lucifer smiles playfully. He was one for nicknames for others, usually as part of intimacy or a remembrance for closeness. Butterfly had stuck because of that, remembering meeting and the process of crashing to the ground like a comet.

"Come on." He offers his hand. "Let me introduce the two of you."