Lucifer was a fighter, naturally. He didn't even think, he just blocked Raphael's punch as best he could and then immediately threw a punch of his own. Sam had gotten to his feet and he pulled Raphael back, wrapping both arms around him. He didn't think Raphael getting his ass kicked by Lucifer could help anyone.

"I'm trying to kick him," he muttered, trying to let only Raphael hear him.

Lucifer certainly paid it no mind. "I did what I felt I had to do, Raphael. I know you can't understand me."

He was used to not being understood. It never bothered him. "But I don't want it for you. You just got caught up in it."