"I'll be sure to let her know," Daniel fires back, defenses flaring back with an automatic, surging exasperation. He doesn't need Lucifer's condescension right now but, unfortunately, that seems to be the Devil's default.

He's almost tempted to snap out the childish insistence of fine, he'll do that now but he doesn't think he actually can. Almost every encounter he's unwittingly initiated has been made purely by chance, and Iman's one person out of a vast, vast many, all of whom he has the ability to detect but not necessarily separate on an individual basis.