He winced in pain and tried to jerk himself away from Lucifer. An immature spoilt brat with no vision - that was exactly what eh expected from Lucifer and exactly what he got. He just wished he was doing this in private, for fuck sake. He hardly needed a bunch of brainless demons gawking at him. "You should." Those things mattered. Without them, hell was aimless and pointless. It lost more souls than it gained. "Truth is - most people aren't that bad. We have to manipulate the situation to get enough souls to get enough power. Otherwise, we're all fucked."

It made sense, didn't it? He winced as Lucifer got close again, trying to tilt his head away. "You should give a fuck."