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Because I can't help you with things I don't know anything about.

[factuallysatan]

You can't help me. You can't return her to me or turn back time.

You could've run away too, you know.

[solosection]

Why would I?

[factuallysatan]

I don't know why you wouldn't.

[solosection]

Nothing about you deserves running from, Lucifer. If she ran, you didn't deserve that. If she doesn't come back with every apology in the book, you don't deserve that.

You deserve better.

[factuallysatan]

You...

I don't know how to - she won't return my texts. So I shouldn't text her, obviously, give her space, like the Doctor says. And I have. I am. But it's not working, is it, if she still won't...

[solosection]

It might take time. This is her mess to fix, you can only wait for her to make up her mind. Whatever she decides, it's not your fault.

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[factuallysatan]

What, that she's mightily pig-headed and stubborn and so completely lost in her own emotional baggage that she can't even --

[factuallysatan]

... but you're right, of course. I have to give her time.

[solosection]

I'm more worried about you. What do you need?

[factuallysatan]

I don't know.

[solosection]

That's alright. We'll figure it out.

[factuallysatan]

Darling, I -

I was sad to leave you behind last time. Had to get the cleaning crew engaged and all that but - regardless, you looked so peaceful. Asleep, well-shagged.

This mess will make you age a lot faster.

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[solosection]

Yes, sorry about losing my good looks prematurely, I know they're my biggest selling point.

[solosection]

I embrace your messes gladly, you know. The pros far outweigh the cons.

[factuallysatan]

Oh.

Actually, I think perhaps I could use... a distraction?

[solosection]

Of course. I'll drop by. Sing you a song.

[factuallysatan]

Yes? You will?

[solosection]

Just for you.

[factuallysatan]

Door's open, love.