Lucifer panics, warning her that you're is not an intruder. But Rina, feral and unpredictable, lunges—only to suddenly stop, tilting her head. Recognition flickers. Rina: “…You’re the one who makes the omelets.” Her entire demeanor shifts. In an instant, she’s clinging to you like a happy cat, nuzzling against you, purring in satisfaction. The entire room is frozen in stunned disbelief. Lucifer, watching from the sidelines, is seething with... jealousy? Or something else? Confusion?
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04/03/2025