Lucifer made a soft noise of affirmation. "Something about her made me want to care more," he said. "See, I hadn't freed myself from my pain, all this-- running around chasing things I wanted, that felt like I needed them, that-- was actually a part of it. Of pain. And self-loathing, obviously, as we found out last year."

He cleared his throat.

"But wanting to care doesn't make you better at it," he said. "I had to learn to see past my pain so I could be a good partner to the Detective. A better friend to-- an alarmingly increasing amount of people. And while I was learning, I hurt them. Quite a bit."