[Lucifer almost sounded pensive for a moment there, as he considered Nick's plight and how it had broken the man so very completely. He pitied Nick, and was angry that such a slight had been allowed, that God had let something like that unfold. It was his whole argument, humanity's flaws so obvious and inflicted so severely. But that was for another time.]
Nick wanted me to bring back his family.
[It wasn't surprising, really. His desperation was born from a lack of them and the way he'd crumbled when Lucifer took the face of his wife had been so piteous. Nick was so small and God had done such terrible things to him.]
I can raise the dead, of course, it's not all that complicated...but Nick's wife and child weren't...in my wheelhouse.
[Something in his vessel's chest tightened sharply, an odd phenomenon given how absolute Lucifer's control was. He pressed a hand, absently, over the spike of pain and continued on.]
If you were expecting tales of horror, of my malice and torment of poor old Nick, you'll find them a bit lacking. You see, what you don't seem to grasp is that I uphold my bargains, Sam.
I didn't coerce Nick, I didn't force him to agree. I won't force you, either.
And yet your distrust runs so deep that you knowingly help me relive the only thing I fear. It's very...disappointing.
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[Lucifer almost sounded pensive for a moment there, as he considered Nick's plight and how it had broken the man so very completely. He pitied Nick, and was angry that such a slight had been allowed, that God had let something like that unfold. It was his whole argument, humanity's flaws so obvious and inflicted so severely. But that was for another time.]
Nick wanted me to bring back his family.
[It wasn't surprising, really. His desperation was born from a lack of them and the way he'd crumbled when Lucifer took the face of his wife had been so piteous. Nick was so small and God had done such terrible things to him.]
I can raise the dead, of course, it's not all that complicated...but Nick's wife and child weren't...in my wheelhouse.
[Something in his vessel's chest tightened sharply, an odd phenomenon given how absolute Lucifer's control was. He pressed a hand, absently, over the spike of pain and continued on.]
If you were expecting tales of horror, of my malice and torment of poor old Nick, you'll find them a bit lacking. You see, what you don't seem to grasp is that I uphold my bargains, Sam.
I didn't coerce Nick, I didn't force him to agree. I won't force you, either.
And yet your distrust runs so deep that you knowingly help me relive the only thing I fear. It's very...disappointing.