"W-Where are we going?"
Maya wrapped her arms around her knees, sitting down on a flying chunk of earth. Lucifer, who was standing tall with his hand behind his back, looked at Maya.
"We are going to meet a certain special someone."
Maya narrowed her eyes from the wild currents of wind and the snowflakes battering against her.
"Special?"
Lucifer pointed towards his eye.
"Someone with good eyes. He should be able to find something out about your strange situation."
Maya shivered.
"What?"
Lucifer proceeded to rub his finger against one of the spikes of his black crown.
"The whole demon transformation you got going on."
Maya pouted.
"I don't care about that."
Lucifer shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, I care. And it never was about what you wanted anyway."
Maya's eyebrow twitched. She tactfully decided not to respond.
For a while, there was only the sound of rushing wind.
