Daniel has no idea how long and how far he's walked and how far he still has yet to go.
He walks over to the window and closes the drapes, blocking out the light from streetlights and cars. The motel is back far enough from the highway that the noise isn't too obnoxious, but there is still traffic going on outside at all hours from truckers coming through.
Lucifer doesn't trust this place to be remote enough that some demon couldn't find him. He will need, at some point, to ward the room, just in case there's something tracking him. Salt and sigils, which will be hard enough to keep from Daniel so that he doesn't ask too many inconvenient questions.
He returns to his bed, sitting with his back propped against the headboard. He can wait.
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Daniel has no idea how long and how far he's walked and how far he still has yet to go.
He walks over to the window and closes the drapes, blocking out the light from streetlights and cars. The motel is back far enough from the highway that the noise isn't too obnoxious, but there is still traffic going on outside at all hours from truckers coming through.
Lucifer doesn't trust this place to be remote enough that some demon couldn't find him. He will need, at some point, to ward the room, just in case there's something tracking him. Salt and sigils, which will be hard enough to keep from Daniel so that he doesn't ask too many inconvenient questions.
He returns to his bed, sitting with his back propped against the headboard. He can wait.