[It's nothing to do with how much the House was acting like a person and all about Michael's personal space and how easily ruffled it is. He and Raphael were not the type to touch much and none of the lesser ones dared. So he's slowly becoming used to it through Lucifer.
For a moment Michael just stands there - the thought of leaving hasn't even crossed his mind until the door opens which he looks over towards. Lucifer's words, the House's actions convince him not to leave and he nods silently still feeling rather ruffled.]
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For a moment Michael just stands there - the thought of leaving hasn't even crossed his mind until the door opens which he looks over towards. Lucifer's words, the House's actions convince him not to leave and he nods silently still feeling rather ruffled.]