Lucifer followed and was about to go get them drinks when she asks that question. Instead he drops into the chair next to her and asks one of the angels, whomever is conveniently nearby, to fetch them some cocoa. Cocoa was the obvious drink when you're upset. This mindset was more than likely Balthazar's fault but his mind is not thinking along those lines. It is focused on the question.
"That question means something different to me, than it does to a human, or even other angels." It's Lucifer's turn to feel the pressure of bottled emotions as his gaze drops to some random spot on the floor. "I am the light that created our universe. It is part of me even after being cast out of it, and the connection so strong that they had to severely damage me to break it enough to throw me from it."
The words aren't coming easily. In part because of the emotions but also the concepts are not in the human experience. "I have lost children and though the universe is not dead, there are similar feelings of loss. The sense of injustice and general feeling of melancholy are comparable, though the scale is grander, perhaps, in this situation."
The cocoa broke his darker train of thought. Offering one of the mugs to Leia, the normal mischief returned to his expression. "I am forbidden, but I do visit sometimes. It feels like seeing a friend you have always felt kinship with, but see only very rarely."
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"That question means something different to me, than it does to a human, or even other angels." It's Lucifer's turn to feel the pressure of bottled emotions as his gaze drops to some random spot on the floor. "I am the light that created our universe. It is part of me even after being cast out of it, and the connection so strong that they had to severely damage me to break it enough to throw me from it."
The words aren't coming easily. In part because of the emotions but also the concepts are not in the human experience. "I have lost children and though the universe is not dead, there are similar feelings of loss. The sense of injustice and general feeling of melancholy are comparable, though the scale is grander, perhaps, in this situation."
The cocoa broke his darker train of thought. Offering one of the mugs to Leia, the normal mischief returned to his expression. "I am forbidden, but I do visit sometimes. It feels like seeing a friend you have always felt kinship with, but see only very rarely."