[Lucifer wasn't particularly fond of surrendering the spotlight in arguments about how he was wronged. However, given that he'd managed to put a great deal of the blame on himself, he was less reluctant to change topics. In his mind, Sam and Nick had very little in common. Beyond being human and being vessels capable of holding him, they shared nothing. Explaining Nick to Sam, therefore, had no risk and Lucifer didn't bother filtering the information.]
No, I didn't hurt Nick, that was all humanity.
[He tried to sound satisfied in that, but he was wearing the man. Lucifer had seen, all too clearly, the shape of Nick's loss. While it was immaterial to the archangel, there was also no point in being cruel to Nick. His existence had managed quite enough of that, as it was. Being cruel to Sam by describing this emotional train-wreck, however mild and petty that was, had slightly more reason behind it. It was just to make Sam uncomfortable, really, but he'd settle for that, for now.]
His beloved wife and infant were slaughtered in their beds, butchered by some human and left soaking into the floor. Nick was left alone in that cheerful little house and he didn't take it well. If I hadn't assumed control of him, he'd probably have drank himself to death.
[See how dissimilar you two are, Sam? And speaking of differences:]
You know, he actually asked me for something. Unlike you, Nick had no problem requesting what he really wanted, even before agreeing to anything. I'd have granted it for him, just like your requests, but he swung for the fences and it was beyond my abilities.
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No, I didn't hurt Nick, that was all humanity.
[He tried to sound satisfied in that, but he was wearing the man. Lucifer had seen, all too clearly, the shape of Nick's loss. While it was immaterial to the archangel, there was also no point in being cruel to Nick. His existence had managed quite enough of that, as it was. Being cruel to Sam by describing this emotional train-wreck, however mild and petty that was, had slightly more reason behind it. It was just to make Sam uncomfortable, really, but he'd settle for that, for now.]
His beloved wife and infant were slaughtered in their beds, butchered by some human and left soaking into the floor. Nick was left alone in that cheerful little house and he didn't take it well. If I hadn't assumed control of him, he'd probably have drank himself to death.
[See how dissimilar you two are, Sam? And speaking of differences:]
You know, he actually asked me for something. Unlike you, Nick had no problem requesting what he really wanted, even before agreeing to anything. I'd have granted it for him, just like your requests, but he swung for the fences and it was beyond my abilities.