Lucifer just smiled at whatever Setsuna did manage to croak out. It wasn't much, because he tugged on the whip harder and watched it tighten around his neck. No need to suffocate him, of course, but also no need not to come close.

Come close in other ways, too, as he leaned down as if for a kiss like before. But instead he bit down hard on Setsuna's lower lip, so hard that he broke skin, hard enough that he could taste blood. His own lips were bloody when he pulled away, releasing the snare of the whip as well, to let him breathe freely once more.

He didn't bother cleaning his stained lips.

"You've lost, Messiah."