[The radiant son of dawn. The Morning Star. This isn't at all the Lucifer he knows. But maybe the horns should have been a tell. It doesn't matter, because the fact isn't any comfort to Judas. Now he's worried for a different reason.

His eyes widen, he slowly pushes himself up the wall, palms pressed against it, shaking. He hardly sees what's before him, just a memory of being chewed and clawed. His answer is hardly more than a breath once he manages it.]

--Lucifer