[Lucifer offers a low, thoughtful sound and looks back at the grass.] That's all I wanted from you. I don't care if you ever trust me; I expect you won't. Why should you? We're not friends. I don't need you, you don't need me. But the way you handle him effects how he handles me, and everyone else around him.
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Date: 2012-04-04 03:26 pm (UTC)