If you command the Door, then you shall have a great number of worlds at your leisure. Presuming that it can be commanded.

[Henry smiles a little, his gaze growing speculative.]

Is Lilith but a close friend? Or is she a prospect?

[He has a few small snatches of memory from their absurdly drunken night at Delight's bar, and their toast is one. Maketh has only ever spoken of women romantically.

He knows nothing of Lilith, of course. But that invitation sounds more committed than just hosting a visit.]