Patience-wise, Geralt can sit for weeks if need be. Time-wise, Lucifer is unfortunately correct. He has responsibilities to attend to. One that does not involve staring down an increasing fucking annoyance.

His eyes narrow. "Those who know me are well aware of mine. What about you?"

It's not a real question. If Lucifer's somehow actually been revealing his identity to the Summoned, he'll feed his own horse to a wyvern den.