Old dog, new tricks
It was an interesting proposition, he wanted the clock turned back a few years so that he could be with Nacht. Nacht, the people eating ghoul that really was supposed to be turned to ash centuries ago. A ghoul whose maw had ripped countless men, women and children to pieces. Jaws that had sunken themselves into the bodies of angels, demons and ghouls a like in attempts to fight for his freedom. A creature who was made for a era of war that had been long long gone. How Primo came to be attached to such a creature was beyond him, but Lucifer wasn’t one to question things. Humans did weird shit all the time, he was just there to watch them do it.
Now, he figured he might find the old man in his garden, where else would he be. It was his last full piece of the world…
Primo had straighted out his posture when Lucifer addressed him again. Accounting for the size of his brothers, the old Papà nodded in response. "Yes, if that is alright. Emeritus men have ususally been on the larger side."
Primo turned to face Nacht with a smile. "Lucifer isn't lying. I'm sure you could probably find the answers on the internet easily enough or simply just ask them and they will tell you. They aren't ashamed of it."
He gaze now turned to the Queen of Lust. "I will be happy with whatever you choose to give me, of course. I will leave it up to you, my Lady Asmodeus."