"Everything is always bad timing," he replies, annoyed. It's true. That's sure his experience with Abraxas. He cuts back his frustration though.

He'd argue he isn't going to sleep with all this noise going on, like the opposite of when Lucifer's mind was pure static, but the reality is he likely will. Exhaustion is a funny thing.

"Yes, I know whatever your fool's brain has decided," he says, not a single bit snippy despite what the words are--fond, even. He has Accepted this. Understand it? No. Will he ever understand it? Probably not.