Oh, you've got it wrong there. Sam said yes... two years ago? The rest was all just Sammy trying to keep his head down. [He shrugs.] Three years of him trying to be a good, model citizen. You can ask how far that got him. I've had to resurrect the mess people left behind on a few occasions.

[... Lucifer will just do well not to mention he was any cause for torment. As far as he's concerned, he believes, truly, that he's only ever done Sam Winchester a great service. Besides, how could he possibly be evil or cruel to Sam, if he's the one always saving him? Always caring for him? Making sure he was alive, healthy?

Please. Be reasonable, everyone. We're all adults here.

... Well, most of us.]

I'm afraid leaving isn't really working. Even before Sam pushed me back down into the darkness and took control... something about this town? It's keeping me tethered to Sam's body.

I couldn't leave, even if he offered the door open.

[It's very fucking annoying.

After a pause, he touches his face.]

I suppose this body is... not quite a fan favorite. Unfortunate, for poor ol' Nick.