"I think it is a preference to how you view the words but I would say you are in their service if you are free." Lucifer had moments of dwelling on semantics from so long serving as a diplomatic king. "If you are happy and have the freedom of choice then you are in the right place. I have a desire to reject anything that sounds like servitude. It is an outcome of my past."

Lucifer nods with understanding. "We have the same issues with some of our foods where they are not safe for others to consume, particularly humans."

"I have not met the birds, yet." Lucifer smiles and presses his hands together, more fire crawling across his wings, but when he opens them there is a golden, metallic looking, star shaped cookie. "Laserbeak may try this one. It is similar to the way I have altered the cookie you have."

Except the metallic looking coating, that on a normal cookie would be icing.