"There's a difference between having a home base and having a home," Urushihara said plainly, letting a strip of meat dangle from his chopsticks.

Lucifer was problematic. Nothing and nowhere had ever made him happy. Bored and lonely, he'd fallen from Heaven, and at the same time had betrayed his only friends for a slim chance at returning. Even he couldn't put words to the feelings that had driven him to such a stupid action.