He just shrugged at the secondary apology for waking him up. There was no point in saying anything else on the matter, though. The bit about Lucifer, though. That was worth paying attention to. Still, he couldn't shake those thoughts questioning exactly how the fallen angel managed to get into people's heads like he did. And before he could think about stopping it, that special Mikaelson brand of paranoia was working his mouth without his permission. "How does he do it? How does he get in people's heads like that?" The closest thing he had to comparison in power sets from home was Silas, and what he knew were stories mostly. He knew it took power. A lot of it. But connection... Kol didn't have to have a connection to the people's heads he got into, dream manipulation for Allison's nightmares had been done before he'd known her from Eve. All the people he had compelled...he didn't even know the majority of them. So if he, just a lowly basic vampire with a little mind control on his side could get in so easily, the idea of what fucking Lucifer of all people could do, well, it definitely had Kol's imagination running wild.
"Well," he shifted to sit up slightly, tipping his head as he mused about the idea. "I can't say definitevely, really, but it's possible." He'd done it plenty of times by now, it was all old hat to him. "Only one way to find out." There was the slightest noticeable hesitation before he quickly added, "Not that I'm asking." If Crowley wanted him in his head, that was one thing. But Kol actually cared and he wasn't going to go diving in all unwanted. Honestly, the man had enough to worry about without thinking his... the vampire in his bed was doing anything unwarranted in his head.
"Mm, well," there was the tiniest smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth at that comment. "vampire senses coupled with a few centuries of paranoia, makes for very little I wouldn't notice, even sleeping. Not that I'm against the idea, of course."