The man gave a shrug, "Call me whatever you like," He murmured, "This would be easier if you sat," Sitting up he swung his legs over the side of the bed, "Let's say that things have been more than just a little strange these past few days. I'm sure you have questions about how things work and why things aren't adding up."
He rubbed his hands together clearly showing discomfort, "I'm not good at this sort of thing, kid. Never have been. I'm not a touchy sort. Just your every day devil that enjoys to keep every thing on its toes," A heavy sigh escaped him, "Alright let me start over. I'm Lucius Mephisto. You can call me Luc or Lucius."
He ran a hand though his hair.