[Setsuna perked up.] If he's here, can I meet him? But what do you mean not like before...? [He dampened to that, remembering when Lucifer appeared.] Is he okay?

[For Setsuna, it was easier to talk about tickling, too, but it was so hard to control where the conversation went, or what he blabbered and admitted to Steve. He didn't want to talk about his mother, either. There was a strange sense of relief when Steve didn't ask anything about her. Yeah, he'd rather be tickled.]

Hey! That's mine. [Setsuna started off sounding irate, but when he caught Steve's expression he did duck his head down, a little, and softened his tone.] I found a carton downstairs in the basement.