[Earnest but naïve. People who put too much faith into others are fools in Lucifer's mind. It's always a human thing, he's noticed. But he won't fault her for being that; it isn't her fault that she's human, and perhaps it's a good thing that she hasn't been completely jaded by life yet unlike him.
Lucifer remembers being an angel and thinking that the world was all good and fine and that no one could touch him or those he cared for. What a fool he was.]
I believe they have, actually.
[At that point, he leaves the toast currently sizzling in the pan to, well, sizzle, and he checks the refrigerator for strawberries. Sure enough, they're where he thought he saw them earlier when he was digging around for syrup. Human world food isn't unfamiliar to him entirely, but some of these ingredients he hasn't had in hundreds of years. He can't even recall what a strawberry tastes like.]
Here they are. I'll cut them up for you. Do you like powdered sugar?
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Lucifer remembers being an angel and thinking that the world was all good and fine and that no one could touch him or those he cared for. What a fool he was.]
I believe they have, actually.
[At that point, he leaves the toast currently sizzling in the pan to, well, sizzle, and he checks the refrigerator for strawberries. Sure enough, they're where he thought he saw them earlier when he was digging around for syrup. Human world food isn't unfamiliar to him entirely, but some of these ingredients he hasn't had in hundreds of years. He can't even recall what a strawberry tastes like.]
Here they are. I'll cut them up for you. Do you like powdered sugar?