Re: In-person: Janus/Lucy
No shoes, as neither of them needed them and there wasn't much need for trappings when they were alone. Janus' affection for shoes was their affection for beauty. They roll a knee over and give over the foot once they see what Lucifer's doing with it, squeezing dark eyes framed in thin sleeves, like a pleased cat. "I lie," they said gamely, "but not this time. You look human, though. Been through the wringer?"