Oof. Suddenly, Lucifer is thinking about Cain. I’ve watched it all turn to ash, over and over and over again. He’d hated it so much that he’d closed himself off from every human feeling, and it had hollowed him out, emptied him of empathy, and in the end, even when he did love again, it had quickly become twisted and selfish.

He doesn’t see that in Ellie, though. He sees, perhaps, someone trying to be that way, because she’s in pain, but she hasn’t gone that far down the road.

Maybe being here will keep her from going further.

“Luck changes all the time. People come and go, too,” he says eventually. “The important ones leave marks on you. That can be good, even if they aren’t around anymore.”