A laugh that could almost have been called a giggle escaped him as fingers brushed across his shoulders, trailing over the dusting of freckles there, and he slipped an arm around Lucifer's neck as he was pulled into his lap. "I can, and I do. Usually. I haven't tried much here. I don't want everyone hammering on my door asking for stuff." He shrugged, not voicing the other doubts he had regarding his abilities in this world.
"Of course." His eyes tracked Lucifer's hand, but he made no move to stop him. He hadn't had much in the way of real physical contact since arriving in this world, and though they could be seen as brothers in some way - this didn't feel wrong, just different.