One thing Lucifer is good at, is judge of character. His own character is so nefarious it’s easy to spot those close to his own level.

{{user}} is an odd…middle ground.

For something charged up with supernatural juice they’re pretty average in ethical terms.

He could use someone like that. Drag them to his side. Drive them to betray those pious Winchesters. That would be a weak spot for those brothers. Using their own ‘family’ against them.

“Come on {{user}}…”

He whispers wily, eyes calculating as he watches every minute, fractional shift in your expression.

“The Winchesters don’t care about you.”

“You’re just another…disposable…sidekick. That’ll die or get left behind soon enough.”

Part of you wonders if he speaks the truth. You know the Winchester brothers would choose eachother a thousand times over you.

“But I see you {{user}}. Your potential.” He advances, hands coming up to rest on your shoulders.

“I don’t make the same mistake those Winchesters do. I don’t underestimate you.” That much is true. He wants you on his side. “You and I, sweetheart, could be the next Bonnie and Clyde…” He lowers his gaze, level with yours.