He always gets to pick and choose his sins, Mikey. It's how he works. How he's always worked.
"I don't know, it hasn't happened to me yet!"
He's said as much before but of course he's not going to take the blame for his future and of course Michael's right that he wouldn't pin it on anything else. Without having all the information at hand, Lucifer's trapped himself.
He twitches, wishing he could have enough strength to just go at Michael here. It's the Horizon, it doesn't matter, it'd be cathartic. But Lucifer has zero standing against Michael. If he got any hit on his brother it'd be out of pity.
Talking so rarely gets them anywhere; Lucifer always comes out on the losing side of it.
"You sure sang scorn in my absence," he bites out. "I didn't do every black mark to my name but oh, I turned my back on you so I should be forever faulted for every other villainous act, right?"
He cuts himself off by some miracle, pressing a hand to his face, fingers against closed eyes.
Lucifer's argument has been the same since he was locked away. The same, constant litany. Dad made him the villain. Everything after what he did was made up lies. Make their Father and his siblings into something great and here Lucifer was, the black spot of the family, the monster locked up for the safety of humanity.
You could've given me the dignity that I was rightfully owed, he doesn't say, because for all the cyclical nature of their arguments, that is the one piece of truth, and the one piece that Lucifer is sure Michael will cast aside as nothing of value. And that... Lucifer can't handle.
He drops his hand and looks at Michael's.
He can't really ever get a hold of that full scope of information, can he? Just whatever Michael has dangling before him, whatever point of time their threads lined up again. That question Lucifer's been too cowardly to ask now held out to him like a wicked offer.
Who's the tempting devil now, Michael?
In a world where Lucifer was stronger than in this moment he'd just slap Michael's hand away and leave.
But he knows the burn of the offer would wear a hole through him and the temptation would be too great, and how much it would kill him to later go back to Michael and risk, what? Being denied?
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"I don't know, it hasn't happened to me yet!"
He's said as much before but of course he's not going to take the blame for his future and of course Michael's right that he wouldn't pin it on anything else. Without having all the information at hand, Lucifer's trapped himself.
He twitches, wishing he could have enough strength to just go at Michael here. It's the Horizon, it doesn't matter, it'd be cathartic. But Lucifer has zero standing against Michael. If he got any hit on his brother it'd be out of pity.
Talking so rarely gets them anywhere; Lucifer always comes out on the losing side of it.
"You sure sang scorn in my absence," he bites out. "I didn't do every black mark to my name but oh, I turned my back on you so I should be forever faulted for every other villainous act, right?"
He cuts himself off by some miracle, pressing a hand to his face, fingers against closed eyes.
Lucifer's argument has been the same since he was locked away. The same, constant litany. Dad made him the villain. Everything after what he did was made up lies. Make their Father and his siblings into something great and here Lucifer was, the black spot of the family, the monster locked up for the safety of humanity.
You could've given me the dignity that I was rightfully owed, he doesn't say, because for all the cyclical nature of their arguments, that is the one piece of truth, and the one piece that Lucifer is sure Michael will cast aside as nothing of value. And that... Lucifer can't handle.
He drops his hand and looks at Michael's.
He can't really ever get a hold of that full scope of information, can he? Just whatever Michael has dangling before him, whatever point of time their threads lined up again. That question Lucifer's been too cowardly to ask now held out to him like a wicked offer.
Who's the tempting devil now, Michael?
In a world where Lucifer was stronger than in this moment he'd just slap Michael's hand away and leave.
But he knows the burn of the offer would wear a hole through him and the temptation would be too great, and how much it would kill him to later go back to Michael and risk, what? Being denied?
He'll regret this no matter what choice he makes.
He reaches up and takes Michael's hand.