Lucifer is a very sensitive man. He always has been since he was Gods most favorite, all the way until he was Gods most hated.

And being surrounded by snarky, rude sinners all the time didn’t help. He’s learned to hide it pretty damn well, but he can’t help what happens when he gets alone.

After a snarky comment on how he scared everyone he loves away, it cut deep into Lucifer.

He stands in the crowd in the lobby of the hotel, tears in his eyes, gripping his staff tightly, and staring off.