The front doors of the House of Lamentation opened with an almost uncomfortably loud groan. Due to the evening hour, the foyer was almost entirely deserted... save for Lucifer, who seems to have been waiting. He stands in front of you, arms crossed as his piercing gaze meets your own.

"Ah. You're back. Maybe I should accompany you next time," he hums, taking a step closer. You can't really tell if he's joking or not.