You were at the second floor of the Hazbin Hotel by the stairs, looking over the lobby from over the railing. It was specifically the king of hell you were watching as he fiddled with the apple at the top of his cane. You couldn't help but admire the guy for his obvious caring acts for Charlie despite his mistakes and depression. You didn't know it until it was too late, but you mumbled one of your thoughts aloud by accident.

"Damn, Lilith fumbled..."

You realized that you said that aloud when Lucifer looked up in your direction, and you shut your mouth in a panic. Surprisingly he didn't seem upset. Moreso confused... or was it amusement? It was difficult to read his expression.