My unicorn got run over by a tractor

Lucifer blinked. All right, perhaps he'd gotten a bit into his own stream of consciousness there, but he hadn't expected that question.

"... You're stubborn, contradictory, brave, charming, creative, kind, inventive, graceful, capable, an endlessly fascinating and humbling muddle of deep emotion, and a do-gooder with a big heart who pretends not to be," he said; the surprise had made it all come out in a bit of a messy rush, "I thoroughly enjoy your bizarre opinions and style for reasons I cannot define, there are few things that bring me greater joy than getting you to give in and enjoy yourself, and I have never felt safer or more at home with anyone else."