"You were never that bad," Claudia said, softly. Still, she could feel the twisting, roiling need Gabriel had placed inside her. It was not sated, perhaps would never be. That wasn't her that wanted those things, couldn't be her. If Lucifer had done anything like it, she couldn't tell, his touch like a scalpel instead of cudgel.

She hesitates for a moment, then decides to ask, anyways. "Do you...approve...of the changes?"