[In one of those iterations of Jack Townsend staring off into space, there's a devil. Just casually across from him, staring.
Lucifer doesn't want to say he's taken time to observe Jack because it gives the man too much undeserving attention, but he's seen this fugue state enough by now that he can read the signs well enough as they come and go.
Eventually, he may check in and ask if Jack's annoyed Yennefer enough to drive her insane.
That is not this moment.
He's present long enough that he's certain Jack will have some understanding--minor or otherwise--that he may have been there. But then he's fluttering away with his wings before Jack ever has enough cognizance to process if he was ever really there at all.
you wasted life
Lucifer doesn't want to say he's taken time to observe Jack because it gives the man too much undeserving attention, but he's seen this fugue state enough by now that he can read the signs well enough as they come and go.
Eventually, he may check in and ask if Jack's annoyed Yennefer enough to drive her insane.
That is not this moment.
He's present long enough that he's certain Jack will have some understanding--minor or otherwise--that he may have been there. But then he's fluttering away with his wings before Jack ever has enough cognizance to process if he was ever really there at all.
This will, likely, become a pastime of his.]