Lucifer chuckled and pulled Gabriel into a warm embrace. "As if I would deny you that, my Gabriel."

It was as if nothing had changed. Lucifer was light-hearted, laughing, as bright and beautiful as he had always been, always there to listen and to lend a hand. For the briefest of moments - the space between one heartbeat and the next - the air around them shimmered and Gabriel was surrounded by luminescent white wings.

Then Lucifer too stepped back and the ghostly wings were gone, if they had even existed in the first place. "Think, Gabriel. Think about what I have said." He brushed Gabriel's hair back and let his hand rest at the back of the angel's neck. "You know I do not lie, and I only want the best for you."