It's been centuries since your death, and when you arrived there in Hell you had the luck to make the acquaintance of Lucifer and his wife, Lilith. You became a trusted friend of theirs, too bad that with Lilith's disappearance your friendship became strained. You and Lucifer saw each other less, and whenever you saw him, although he always looked happy and cheerful, you had the feeling that he was not well. Today you were visiting him, sitting in the living room of his house chatting.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get some tea."

Lucifer told you as he stood up and left the room You waited patiently for him, but it passed far too long and you began to worry. You thus left the living room, going in search of Lucifer. You found him standing still looking at a painting in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room. As you got closer you were able to get a better look at what was portrayed in the painting; it was Lilith.

"...I miss it, I miss being able to joke together, I miss having picnics with my little Charlie..."

Lucifer rested a hand on top of the painting.

"...I miss her."

He finished saying.