"You should try it," Aaron said gesturing at his pudding. "It's the only good thing they serve."
"Then why would you offer it to me?"
"Because you've never tried any food and that's the only good thing I've at the moment that would probably change your mind," Aaron answered before taking a sip of his drink.
"Want to change my mind, Aaron?" Lucifer asked clearly amused. Aaron felt his cheeks warming as he smiled, but he kept moving the little package in his direction with his left hand.
"It won't kill you." Aaron stopped pushing the pudding and raised an eyebrow. "Or will it?"
"Yes, Aaron. You found my true weakness," he said sardonically, grabbing the spoon from his bowl with mashed potatoes and pointing it at him. "Pudding."
Aaron laughed and accidentally pushed the pudding with too much force, making it fall from the table. Douche.
"I just felt that you insulted me." Aaron sat upright and looked directly at Lucifer, pudding forgotten.
"Were you reading my mind?"
