"And you mean so much to me, Gabriel. I do not wish to see you suffer from such crushing doubt, you deserve more than that." Lucifer spoke with absolute sincerity as it was his honest belief that they were all better off without the double-standards He held His children to.

He rose, coaxing Uriel to stand as he did so. Wrapping an arm around the Fallen angel's waist, both protective and possessive, he pulled him even closer. The angel gazed up at him rapturously, and Lucifer smiled - truly, it could not possibly gone any better even if he had planned it out in advance.

Still smiling, he turned his attention to Gabriel one final time. "Should you be going, or will you stay?" Though a seemingly innocent question, there was something to the way it was said, a certain weight to the words. If Gabriel chose to stay, it would be a final, permanent decision.