I'm glad you did. [It's hard to tell if he means that; his tone has barely changed during this entire exchange. He seems as mocking, or as angry, or as amiable as ever.] How did that change your mind?
You didn't. But you let me know that it was an issue with him, which made me realize I needed to go talk to him.
... I thought a lot about things. About what he sees in you. About how mad you were that Break was in pain.
[He pauses for a moment here, trying to gather his thoughts.]
It made me realize that whatever is happening hasn't gone wrong yet. Which means that he hasn't been wrong yet. And here I am, refusing to trust him out of fear of what I've seen happen in other situations.
It made me realize that I might be wrong. ... I can't trust in you like he does, but... that doesn't mean I should write everything off without giving him a chance, either.
[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.
I'm not going to be exactly what you want me to be, Lucifer- but I love Break. That's the one and only reason for all of this.
[Talking to Lucifer at all. Agreeing to help him even a little bit. Giving him this information. Sitting here and taking the things he says. If he didn't care about Break immensely, he would be far, far away.]
I'm going to do my best to help him any way I can.
You'd better hope you're what I want, Al. [It's not even said as a threat, though the reality is simply that: be what Lucifer wants, to stay off his radar.]
Don't try to justify it to me. I already know your motives; I just don't care. You're helping me, and right now you aren't trying to hurt what I have. That's all that matters to me.
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... I thought a lot about things. About what he sees in you. About how mad you were that Break was in pain.
[He pauses for a moment here, trying to gather his thoughts.]
It made me realize that whatever is happening hasn't gone wrong yet. Which means that he hasn't been wrong yet. And here I am, refusing to trust him out of fear of what I've seen happen in other situations.
It made me realize that I might be wrong. ... I can't trust in you like he does, but... that doesn't mean I should write everything off without giving him a chance, either.
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[Talking to Lucifer at all. Agreeing to help him even a little bit. Giving him this information. Sitting here and taking the things he says. If he didn't care about Break immensely, he would be far, far away.]
I'm going to do my best to help him any way I can.
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Don't try to justify it to me. I already know your motives; I just don't care. You're helping me, and right now you aren't trying to hurt what I have. That's all that matters to me.
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Good. But, you know, you should care if you're what he wants in a friend. At least a little.
[And reluctantly, Lucifer smiles.] I think you probably are. But what do I know?
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[For selfish reasons, but whatever. It's keeping people happy so far.]
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