" It's okay Sterling, you can pet them !" Lucifer has all four of his very large death hounds with him, they look happy. " They're friendly~ "
It seemed like Sterling had been staring a bit too longingly at the death hounds. Enough so that their owner — His Majesty, LUCIFER — noticed his glances.
Sterling was usually so much subtler than this, but when faced with such amazing animals... the fox simply couldn't help himself but let admiration show in his eyes, along with the clear want to pat such precious creatures.
To his surprise, he was actually being offered the opportunity to do what he wished, and for a brief moment, Sterling's stoic expression seemed surprised and quite delighted. That fraction of emotion is gone as soon as it showed, but Sterling was unable to stop the light thump, thump, of his tail wagging against the ground.
"You really don't mind, your Majesty?" Sterling asks, remembering to mind his manners. He was in the presence of the king of hell, after all. A part of Sterling was a bit caught off though, hearing said king, say his name. Especially considering he'd never met them before this moment...
But at the moment, Sterl wasn't doing to worry about that. He was more focused on being able to meet and pet the death hounds...