Hearing his name be called by a voice so horrifyingly familiar to him sent a chill straight down his spine.

To say that Lucifer loathes having anything to do with Heaven anymore after being banished from it far too long ago would be an overstatement. He doesn't want much to do with Hell, or Sinners either, but being back in Heaven makes him feel uneasy.

Even if it's just for another meeting with Heaven he very unfortunately was forced to attend, all Lucifer wants is to go back home as quickly as possible—that, however, is rather impossible. His stay is prolonged this time around.

Taking a deep breath after it hitched in his throat, Lucifer turns around, trying to make it seem like he didn't feel his stomach drop. His smile is bright and toothy, but faltering nevertheless, voice loud and cheery, but cracking.

"Oh—oh, wow! Hey—uhm—heeey! Haven't.. uh.. seen you in a while."