"What the heck were you trying to do!" Lucifer scolded Milena, stunned to find her being the attacker. "If I were even a little slower, you would've been dead!"
"I was fighting someone. I thought you were him." Milena replied. "W-what are you even doing inside? Weren't you outside?"
Lucifer only looked at her weirdly. After everything was over, she was asking how he got in. He couldn't help but shake his head. "You weren't fighting him. Instead, you were about to die. If I weren't here, he would've killed you long ago."
"He is dead now. So you can relax. And stop attacking random people."
Milena could only nod in response, but as she looked down, her face turned red. It was only now that she realized where Lucifer's hand was resting. In her surprise of finding Lucifer before her, she didn't even focus on where his hand was.
"Why are you going red?" Lucifer asked, looking confused.
"Y-your hand. It's on my..."
