Oppressive doesn't feel like a strong enough word for the dark aura that sweeps the room when Lucifer enters. It feels like it attacks him from both sides. Two different feelings. Two rather opposing feelings. The incubus in him delights in the feeling, revels in the darkness of it. He feels at home in it. Unfortunately, it's in complete contrast to his human side. His demonic side revels in it, but his human side wants to crawl out of its skin. The demon feels at home but that home is making the human horribly ill. It's like freezing while being boiled alive. Such a strange mix of feelings.

Lucifer, please. Won't you think of the hybrids? They're very confused right now.

And then, just like that, the feelings fade. The positive and the negative ones, they're gone like a receding tide. Just like that. The sick feeling in the pit of his stomach lessens, he feels like he can breathe again. He gulps down the drink he's been holding onto then sets the glass down before starting to wander the party. It's not necessarily his intention to seek out Lucifer and yet that's where he ends up. Standing before the Prince of Darkness. "You make a hell of an entrance." Jaeseok doesn't quite meet Lucifer's eye at he speaks to him. He just can't bring himself to do it. It doesn't seem right.