[The sooner Kravitz realized this, the better for them both. Naturally, the reaper can't quite get out of this on his own terms, so he strikes a deal with the devil herself instead. Good for him.

Kravitz wouldn't be able to miss the way Lup's brows rise up in delighted surprise, the easy curl of her mouth.] Oh, I like you. [Take those words to heart, you may not hear them again.] You're finally speakin' my language. Shove a strong drink in my hand and I'll spill every single secret he's got.

[She won't really, but Lup already has at least five good stories from their younger years of Taako fucking up that she's bursting to share.]