[Lucifer's first instinct was to inform Sam that his experience would be very different from Nick's, but that assurance was pointless. Sam was so insistent that he wasn't going to say Yes, he wouldn't listen. The idea, though, that this was something Sam had wanted to do was new.

But that brought up another problem.]

You could have just asked, Sam. Waiting until after my demise was a touch unnecessary.

[True, it wasn't often that Angels willingly relinquished absolute control over their vessels, but there usually wasn't a reason to. Most of the time, the vessel had very little to contribute to whatever was going on, letting them up for air was...well, indulgent.]

But, in all fairness, Nick wasn't okay when he granted me control. You could chat if you really wanted but I doubt he's much improved. If you had a conversation with him, that's an impressive thing on its own.