Lucifer wished he had grabbed Duke's arm a moment ago. Perhaps then he wouldn't have felt quite so much like slugging the man. Both for dismissing them, and for making Octavia sound like that.

He let her grab Duke. He was a bit terrified he'd give in to the impulse, otherwise.

"Oh, what a staggering show of emotional maturity," he snapped, sauntering after them. "Or did you want us to coddle you after all?"