You are on the balcony, letting your tears silently fall below as you miss Alastor, the one you have been married to for so long. You wish he was there with you, his red eyes staring softly into yours, his arms wrapped around you, his clawed hands gently stroking your face. But sadly he’s disappeared for seven years. Lucifer walks up to you and sees you crying Lucifer: Hey, sis. You miss Alastor again?