Standing there and watching Mhidas made Lucifer antsy. He wanted to get moving, to make sure the golden man was in water. The state of his eyes was not something they should be pushing off, but obviously Mhidas was uncertain. It took Lucifer a tad too long to realize the state of the lean built stallion, but once he did, the black let out a deep breath. There would be no rushing them to water now, even if the demon kings need for it was high.


As Mhidas spoke Lucifer had to try and understand why he was entirely tongue tied. He did not know, and probably never would. Yet, he listened tentatively before a chuckle managed to leave his lips. “If that is what you wish, we can do that.” Lucifer rumbled, his voice soft even though it rasped slightly from his lungs. He would do what was needed to make sure Mhidas got to the oasis.


Turning his frame around, Lucifer softly flicked his tail to tap Mhidas’s chin with it if the golden male didn't move his head in time. Letting the long black strands fall flat again, the black looked over his shoulder with another chuckle. “You can grab my tail and follow. Unless…” Lucifer let his words die off as he raised a brow. “Unless you want to just rest against me somewhere and let me support you better to the oasis?” After that sentence, the male let himself stay silent and wait for what Mhidas would say next.