"Passรฉ," he scoffs, voice hitting his lower register. "Maybe cut back on the Clueless reruns, cause you are. I'm not Jess, I'm not mom, and I'm not Lucifer. Lucifer's --"
Dead. Again. For good? Never for good.
"Is that what you think this is? You think you're in the pit?" Ten years ago? He doesn't say that. "Sammy, you came and went, you got the soulless t-shirt. Now, either something brought you here or, I was brought back, but, this isn't Hell. There are no trees in Hell. Just, darkness and torches and a big cage you're not in."
Is that enough?
"Michael's also gone. Again." This is giving him a headache. "Now, this isn't your hell and I don't think it's mine. If it was, it's reductive. Very ten years ago. Now, put that pan back on heat because I'm starving. And that shouldn't happen in Hell, right?"
If it doesn't, they don't get food. But, there is it, in front of them. And, according to Sam, in the fridge, too.
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Dead. Again. For good? Never for good.
"Is that what you think this is? You think you're in the pit?" Ten years ago? He doesn't say that. "Sammy, you came and went, you got the soulless t-shirt. Now, either something brought you here or, I was brought back, but, this isn't Hell. There are no trees in Hell. Just, darkness and torches and a big cage you're not in."
Is that enough?
"Michael's also gone. Again." This is giving him a headache. "Now, this isn't your hell and I don't think it's mine. If it was, it's reductive. Very ten years ago. Now, put that pan back on heat because I'm starving. And that shouldn't happen in Hell, right?"
If it doesn't, they don't get food. But, there is it, in front of them. And, according to Sam, in the fridge, too.