Petra had seen the cold deadness in the angel's eyes, but it just made him all the more fascinated. He really was beautiful, and Luke would come to find that he wouldn't be so willing to let him go off on his own again. He patted Luke's leg. "Is that so?" he mused, reaching out to touch his jaw lightly. "Do give me more details? Perhaps I should accost him." Though if it was a 2nd house demon, he certainly couldn't do much of anything beyond asking questions. However, Luke's question brought his brows together in a frown. "I don't know," he mused. Only the first few houses knew about Samuel.<br/><br/>After pouting at his father, Eden managed to slip away with the promise of not interfering too much. He just wanted to stir the kettle a little. He'd heard Luke's question and came around the table, smiling just a little at Petra. Petra frowned at him and tugged Luke a little closer to him, which just made Eden laugh. "Relax Petra. No offense but you're not my type," he said, directing the last bit at the angel. Luke, was it? He tilted his head some. "I didn't quite believe that you existed. You really are the spitting image of him. Baleon was making such comments about it. "Petra, why don't you come with me? We can go talk to Asmodeus. I'm sure Luke can handle himself."<br/><br/>Petra scrunched his face up and was about to protest when Eden's gaze darkened. Sure Eden was a slut and a child-like flirt at times, but he was Lucifer's son, and not someone to be trifled with. Scowling, Petra moved to stand, right as Eden came over to Luke and pressed his mouth to his ear. "Careful with your timing, darlin," he whispered, then flicked one of Luke's wings before pulling Petra away.