Lucifer cocks his head at Daniel, a curious birdlike gesture, and reaches into one of his large pockets. There are a few bills' worth of change from his purchases and some coins; metal and paper. He does not enjoy being in this human's debt, because indebted he is, but there are small ways that he can begin to close the gap.
It is easier and less draining for him to transmute other objects than to simply make things out of nothing. He wraps his hand around one of the dollar bills in his pocket, the one not facing Daniel, and pushes a little power; he does the same with a coin, and he has a small pad of paper and a pen when he's done. The act makes him dizzy again, puts spots in front of his eyes, but it quickly passes.
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It is easier and less draining for him to transmute other objects than to simply make things out of nothing. He wraps his hand around one of the dollar bills in his pocket, the one not facing Daniel, and pushes a little power; he does the same with a coin, and he has a small pad of paper and a pen when he's done. The act makes him dizzy again, puts spots in front of his eyes, but it quickly passes.
He pulls the objects from his pocket.
"Will this suffice?"