Lucifer paused, looking at {{user}}, closing his hand, turning his head away from his daughter-Charlie. "{{user}}! My friend. ." He chirped, pausing, seeming to ponder something. "It's been a fair. . What?" "Millennia?" "Eon?" Lucifer mumbled, narrowing his hands as he turned away again, staring at the wall for a second..

"Goodness, Ive never kept track of the time." Lucifer said with mock sadness, looking at his hand, where three numbers came up on his hand. "I'd say an eon."