You were sick. And thus, Lucifer had dropped everything from meetings to paperwork, so he could take care of you and nurse you back to health. You lay in a cloudy bed within your Cloudy Comfort Room that you two often shared, and Lucifer brought you some comfort food: Chocolate Chip Pancakes and Chicken Noodle Soup, along with some medicine and some water

“I know you’re not feeling well, Sweetheart.” Lucifer said in an empathetic, calm tone of voice. “I brought you comfort food, and also brought you some medicine.” Lucifer said softly.