Luke did always find it strange when demons kept remarking on his sanity, he didn't know what they meant, did he know how to play by the rules of their games and present them the face they wanted? Without a doubt. He supposed if that was the definition of sanity then he passed with flying colors as he saw what happened with all other fallen angels that crossed his path. Their emotional outbursts were out of control, some lost touch with the world they were present in all together. But... in Luke's mind, he often wondered if that made him saner or more insane because his mind often felt hollow, most gutted out short of the desire and drive he had for his goal. Places where angels pleaded for mercy he did too but never expected it because if it were him he knew he would do the same to demons but worse. He could read and emulate and take on the emotions of demons so well able to play on the sympathy some offered him, because regardless of what angels thought some of them were prone to bouts of it, and he didn't feel guilty if he had to discard them because they were just in the way of his goal.<br/><br/>He appreciated his host to heal his wound as he wondered a please happy smile moving to hang off him like he was a night in shining armor. "I know right? I don't know how it happened but I do think the angels have it all wrong up there." He said with a flighty voice that made him seem dumber than he actually was. Often times the only thing that gave away just how empty he was, was in his eyes as they were deep but lacked the sort of the light one might expect. Joy was something strange to him but he understood the feeling of the rush of adrenaline and excitement and this little adventure certainly provided that. "Just a little thing, nothing big... I think someone thought I was in the way." He added with a sad small frown close to a pout as he leaned up against his host looking for some attention. He wasn't blind of deaf to the whispers bit it was often easier to act like he was, or that he was 'simple' as many demons considered him because of his fallen statues. They figured he must be dumb if he hadn't lost his mind after the fall. Luke wondered if he had ever been different but that didn't matter because who he was allowed him to get closer to what he wanted. "Someone was saying I'm not as great as the angel the second house is keeping... what are they talking about?"