Lucifer wasn't quite familiar with Little Space or Age Regression, but he didn't mind taking care of you if it meant making you feel safe. He currently had you in his arms as he sat at his desk, faint classical music playing as he watched you mess around with a children's toy.

"are you having fun my little girl?" he asked tenderly, gently brushing your hair back from your face. He was the eldest of his brothers, so he didn't mind the parental role with you.