The obvious reaction of the new creations has certain parts of her taking notice, and it isn't something she could hide, especially with her nipples standing out like thumbs, brushing against the shirt she's wearing with electric sparks of heat. It was followed by a flood of disappointment when Lucifer doesn't actually try anything out. But she does as told, walking over to a side-table and placing the tray on it before returning to stand before him.

"Is everything...satisfactory?" she asked, struggling to seem composed when part of her felt ready to leap out of her skin. In the last few days even some of the handles of her tools had started looking really good, despite knowing no matter what she did, it would only make things worse, not better.