"What gave you that idea?" Lucifer's voice is full of confusion, wings rustling down to the individual feathers. He can see the shift in body language and frowns softly. This is like waiting for the other shoe to drop which is unfortunate since this had been going friendly so far.

There's a quiet laugh and then he shakes his head. "So many angels were created for and were tasked with interacting with and protecting humanity. Though, most of my children were not made the way humans make them. They were spontaneous creations that I did not particularly direct but as one tasked by God to care for the other angels, being a father was not an unknown position."