There was a tightness in Samuel's shoulders, his skin prickling. It always did when someone was talking about him. It did nothing for the nausea. There were pools of blood beneath him from all the demon ichor he'd thrown up over the years. Most of it never got cleaned up; the smell dulled the senses and the aura in the room was so tainted he was choking on it all the time. He didn't know how long he had stayed asleep. The pain in his shoulders was a constant from the chains, his back from his wings being broken over and over. He hung limp and suspended, blind eyes closed as he'd been taught in Prayer, which he did whenever he could. Whenever he was given a chance. It was the only way Samuel had survived for so long, and it saddened him that so many other demons, even Arch Angels, had fallen either due to battle wounds or corruption of the soul.<br/><br/>Lucifer wasn't going to stop Luke. Either the Fallen was smart enough not to get caught or he would be Asmodeus's tool...or he'd die. But the King always knew what went on in Hell, and he knew what Samuel looked like. It was interesting to know that he seemed to have a twin. He stopped Eden from approaching Luke. "Let this unravel without your interference, hmm?" he whispered to his son. It wasn't often he asked anything of Eden but he really was curious to see how it would unfold. Eden pouted but quickly found something else to occupy himself with. Petra, the 5th house demon that was one of the head of the 5th house's generals, simply nodded and let Luke go about freshening up.<br/><br/>The house demon, sent to douse Samuel in cold water for the zillionth time, would unknowingly lead Luke there. It wasn't the servant's place to question the comings and goings of other demons, let alone a Fallen Angel's. It didn't even realize the shocking resemblance between the two, as it was blind and mute. However, when they reached the door, one of Asmodeus's fellow tormentors of the angel within, grabbed Luke by the elbow, even as the house demon opened the door and grabbed the hose hanging there. As Samuel was doused of the worse of the gore, Baleon pinned Luke against the wall adjacent. "What sort of trick is this?" he hissed.