Lucifer knew that he had to tread very carefully now. He had a feeling that Mary wasn't among those in the world who would accept an entity like himself in her midst easily. Or at all, for that matter.
"I suppose it could be said that I've been touched by the divine." He glanced skyward.
She could take it as she wished. He was actually curious as to how she would. Where she would go with it. What kind of influence did she have in her life that might color her thoughts? He supposed he was about to find out.