Maybe the world is working for you. Or maybe it's not. Just give it time — see for yourself if your world is actually working at all. Watch how the mistakes of humans create bigger and bigger ditches for them to lie in.

[He shrugs, not particularly concerned with the state of Jack's world.

As far as he's concerned, it doesn't matter; he's already victorious in his own, after all. Ah, but there are the questions with answers that are... well. Harder to spin as positive. He can't exactly just flat-out admit to wiping out most of humanity, can he...? The kid, he clearly has no concept of how much of a plus it would be if they were wiped clean.

Lucifer frowns. Well, he's nothing if not creative.]

He's upset because I've killed people, is why.

... Granted, they've tried to kill us first.

Your Sam... he might not have had to deal with it as much as mine, but — hunters can be very, very cruel. Even before he agreed to let me in, he was constantly being tracked down. Hurt. Killed, even. After he said yes, that didn't change.

He hated he blood on his hands, once I started protecting us.

... Protecting him, when his brother and Castiel completely abandoned him.