He listened to her speak this time, instead of simply staring into middle ground and trying to appear to be listening. She couldn't possibly truly understand the nature of a demon. "And you think my father, your king is sober, loving, and level-headed? Well... he wouldn't be the devil then, would he?" Maybe it had been awful for her to experience those things, but to him it had been a test. If he hadn't survived, Lucifer would have simply picked another of his offspring to name prince.<br/><br/>What was he going to do with her? His day would be better spent... No, he'd done all of that and really had nothing left he needed to do. "Show me humanity. Are they all as strange as you?" Satanachia had noticed the effects of the humans on some demons. They'd gotten weak, developed mercy or pity. He'd even seen a few of them interacting with humans for more than just their own enjoyment. He was dangerously close to that now, but he could always go find something else to do if this girl started to get too used to his company. She already was though, wasn't she? And it was all Gabriel's fault. He had probably been the one that had really wanted to come out here today...