The silence made his heart stop. Did... did he make assumptions? He thought they- but- earlier, and so many times before, they-

Lucifer let himself breathe again with the pat. But it still left a squirming feeling in his gut.

"Homewrecker- Al... we're not- Lily and I aren't... aren't together anymore. You know this." Even if it hurt to say that. Humans lived such short lives, but had that amazing ability to factor a few weeks, months or even years of time and simply move on.

But how does an immortal, who has known one love for over ten thousand years, simply move on when the separation was only about a sliver of that time, ten measly, blink-and-you-miss-them years...?

"You're not a replacement. I..." He looked up at him. He couldn't just be 'at ease'.

"Did I... ever give you the impression that I was just looking to fill some slot?"

Was he ruining another relationship when it was just getting started...?