ćš.ć with this he extends a hand for the other to shake; a test. would the king of hell stoop to shake the hand of one so lowly as he? if not it would only be one more nitpick to add to the growing list.
āstriker; it is truly a pleasure to get to meet the royal big man himself-ā
ćšš.ć he begins, though the question catches him a bit off guard. striker made no attempt at hiding where he was from, the accent he bore was thick, and he certainly dressed the part. most didn't bother to ask. one point in lucifer's favor, after all, striker truly did adore talking about himself. golden hues are rife with amusement as he responds with his own inquiry, though one that is very blatantly rhetorical, offering another subtle flick of the tail.
ćššš.ć he took no offense to the other man's statement, simply musing aloud to himself, offering a soft exhale of amusement. with a nod he confirms the fallen angel's question.
āwrath, but my work has me travelin' between the rings a good amount, contract work and all that.ā
āso how often do you come down here and mingle with us lowly peasant folk?ā
ćšš.ć lucifer didn't need to know what manner of contract work he was doing; it's not as though contract killing was illegal, it was hell after all, but he seemed the soft type to shy away from that sort of thing, and striker would ease him into that if it so came up. striker prided himself on the ability to read people, an intuition that very rarely lead him astray. if his intuition proved incorrect and his majesty proved interested in such work he could proceed from there. but for now, there was no need to delve into that.
ćš.ć the follow-up question he presented is one of genuine curiosity with a bit of a teasing edge to it. he did admittedly find it a bit odd that the king of hell was out and about mingling when he was certain he would have heard of such a thing happening before now. if anything he'd have figured he'd be holed up at his delusional daughter's hotel, or back within his own living quarters, generally avoiding the general populace, as the nobility so often did.