You've been through so much. And being in Hell I'm sure isn't exactly conducive to loving relationships.

[ She raises her eyes again, her own truth tugging out of her. She's not sure where this coming from, how Lucifer can be saying these things so freely, as if everything that happened between them hadn't happened at all and this is a first chance all over again.

In a way it is. Maybe neither of them know what they are doing, but it doesn't make this any less real. ]

I know you had a hard time adjusting. At first I thought you were just a self-centered jerk but I started to realize that you were just... hurting all of the time. You didn't have anyone, so of course you didn't care about anyone. Everyone you ever cared about except Maze abandoned you and I guess I thought I could help make things easier somehow. I didn't think it would turn into this. And knowing what I know now about you, I'm not even sure how it's possible.

[ She doesn't know how it could be, how she could possibly be special enough to be what he would want. She wasn't special. She was a mess. ]

The only thing special about me is that I fell in love with the Devil.