He can safely say he's never felt anything like it in his life, when she touches him, he closes his eyes - quite glad he did when they... shift... and he feels like the world's come out from underneath him.
"That... was weird..."
Of course, he's standing in his living room clutching a bag of oysters and pasta with Lucifer herself and a mind rapidly descending into the gutter and all a little bit of transportation is weird.
"Uh..." he manages to look up at her, still a little dumbstruck, "wine? Or..."
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Date: 2012-04-01 07:01 am (UTC)"That... was weird..."
Of course, he's standing in his living room clutching a bag of oysters and pasta with Lucifer herself and a mind rapidly descending into the gutter and all a little bit of transportation is weird.
"Uh..." he manages to look up at her, still a little dumbstruck, "wine? Or..."
It's open thought, with a lot of room to work.