Pity The Saved, Not The Damned

Keeping You In Mind

"Oh, Sam..."

"Don't act like you care."

"You know I do."

"About my vessel. Not me."

"I care about you a lot more than you realize Sam. It's not just your vessel, but your soul."

"Whatever."

"Did it hurt?"

"What, the fall?"

"Yes."

"Wouldn't you know that best?"

"I died as soon as I hit the ground. I didn't feel it."

"You know, you don't have to do any of this, Sam."

"I really have to though."

"Why? What do you think you're accomplishing with this?"

"You can read my mind, you tell me."

"You're not wasting my time at all, Sam. You are wounding me though. I hate seeing you like this."

"Sure you do."

"I'm not some cold villain, Sam. I care."

"About yourself, I can hear your thoughts just as clearly as you read mine."

"You don't have to believe me, I'll just say it until you believe me."

"Good luck with that, first you have to believe it."

"Why do you do it?"

"What?"

"Kill yourself so drastically different every time."

"I don't. I'm trying to find painless ways to die. Shooting my brains out every time hurts like Hell. And I have to wait to die."

"Hmm... You know it's quite easy for me to bring you back."

"Is that so? Then why am I still here?"

"I enjoy your company."

"You also can't instantly raise me."

"Perhaps."

"I knew it. I'm getting better at this, aren't I?"

"Don't get too ahead of yourself. Magic, it's great for temporary solutions, but all magic can expire. Or breaks. It's not a permanent fix."

"It's good enough for what I'm doing, so I don't care."

"But for how long?"

"As long as I need."

"Stalling me out won't work."

"Stalling doesn't work?"

"No."

"I think it works a little."

"What makes you say that?"

"Nothing at all."

"I'm aware that you're trying to stall me right now."

"It's not trying when it's working."

"Sam."

"Lucifer."

"You don't have to be so difficult."

"You don't either."

"What will it take for you to say yes?"

"World peace served on a golden platter."

"Sam, I'm being serious."