She paused after swallowing and looked down at the wrapper in her hands after hearing Derek’s words. “He wasn’t always like that,” she reminded Derek softly, he could tell it wasn’t something she had expected. “Whatever,” she mumbled and crumpled the wrapper in her hand and looked up, her vision blurred a little. Her arm ached from Lily’s gash, but she could work through it. Obviously Derek was in worse shape than she was, and they had to figure out how to save his mortal ass from his impending death when her blood finally ran its course through his body.
“So, about your curse..” she began, her eyes finally focusing on his handsome face. “I think I may know someone who could help us,” she mentioned. A being older than her father, and much stronger but was never one to cause conflict and just let Lucifer do his thing for he had no such desire to “rule”.