because true to form as he’s remained since he was last topside he is blantanly ignoring that he is the father of the original sins. the creator of demon kind. “ ruined your life. now that is funny no offense.” a light dry chuckle escapes from lucifer his slender from untightens as arms uncross after previously looking as if he thought that whole exchange up for minuntes. there was more he could tell to the boy, yet the truth was that the host of heaven has been actively seeking him. smite first and ask questions later. “wasn’t it angels who killed..what was his name? james? my brothers and sisters you see? they will never stop until they smite you. they’ve already damned you without probable cause…if you ask me son. what is worse simply being hated for existing? or being hated because the thought of what your existence might mean?" lucifer walks carefully through the room as if anticpating any potential threat towards him. the serpent king is many things a deciever, potential narcicist, god's wisest and most beautiful angel. the dawn bringer, but he was a entity of his word despite his hatred of humanity and demon-kind. there were exceptions in the form of humans. sam winchester and the very boy in front of him now. lucifer once whispered sweet promises of paradise for sam as reward for being his vessel, for aiding in a battle that was time immemorial in the making, and why would he deny the cambion that was linked to his meere prescence upon earth? " i could bring him back you know. "