It was an interesting proposition, he wanted the clock turned back a few years so that he could be with Nacht. Nacht, the people eating ghoul that really was supposed to be turned to ash centuries ago. A ghoul whose maw had ripped countless men, women and children to pieces. Jaws that had sunken themselves into the bodies of angels, demons and ghouls a like in attempts to fight for his freedom. A creature who was made for a era of war that had been long long gone. How Primo came to be attached to such a creature was beyond him, but Lucifer wasn’t one to question things. Humans did weird shit all the time, he was just there to watch them do it.

Now, he figured he might find the old man in his garden, where else would he be. It was his last full piece of the world that connected back to Mona that wasn’t small trinkets. She started the garden up there.

Appearing in a contained burst of hellfire, Lucifer stepped forth with a pleasant grin, glossy onyx hair blown carelessly against his rams horns. As always the demon king of hell, fallen archangel, stood with his black raven feathered wings tucked behind his back, skin psychedelically shifting through every known shade to have appeared on humanity. His tail was held relaxed and low amongst the flowers as his striking white eyes scanned for any signs of the man he was supposed to kidnap for today. It was more likely that Primo would spot him first, standing naked as a jay bird in the middle of the path with his hands behind his back.