Being apart, and not knowing anyway to be with him is not the same thing. "I guess this is what prison was preparing us for," he says with a snort, rolling his eyes. "Five years then. Just now on a year here. So I've got time."

Which is at least how he's trying to look at it for the time being.

No mentioning bathtub sex, thanks. He know she loves Lucifer, but he really doesn't need details.

"I... I had a talk with your mirror the other day. I put up a message for her and she responded."