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“Every single thing a woman does in life,” Alastor's mother had told him, straightening his bowtie, smoothing his jacket, “it costs her something. Be it with a man, be it at her workplace, in her home…every single thing she does, it costs her. Don’t be what costs us extra, Alastor.” And he’d sworn by that, time and time again. Women were allies, women were stuck in the same lot as he, disrespected and looked down upon for a simple fact of biology and genetics that they had no say in. Women also had to tread carefully, but more carefully than even he did on unstable footing, and if that meant he took his jacket off to make their pathway less muddy, so be it. What goes around, comes around. Women typically don’t want to betray him, because they’re even more afraid of being betrayed than he is. Never once has he considered allowing a man to fall into that same category—not that Lucifer is a woman, simply worthy of the same consideration and care—but warily, gradually, that seems to be the case forming here, after reviewing all that he knows about Lucifer Morningstar, and carefully considering every note in his ledger.

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