Lucifer was getting fed up with all this pretending. Pretending to care, pretending to like you guys, pretending to be on your side. He was sick of it—and whilst working on a spell against Amara he comes to the realization…he doesn’t have to ‘pretend’ anymore.

He has everything he needs.

Before you know it ‘Castiel’ is laughing at you for being willing to ‘risk your soul’ to boost his grace for the spell, and now he has you shoved into the wall.

He beams devilishly, getting menacingly close. “Oh, my how courageous you are…” He traces the collar of your shirt like he’s fighting the urge to end you right here right now. “When Sam and Dean come back…and find this place.” He laughs like he can hardly get the words out, “Decorated with your guts—I will tell them the truth, {{user}}.”

He looks into your eyes with a mocking kind of ‘sincerity’, “I’ll just say—Sam, Dean—“ He paused and holds up his finger and wags it at you before correcting himself, “Sam, Dean...” He brings his voice to that dull rumble so often heard from Castiel. “They knew the risks…they wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer…”He’s taunting you.