"Another commonality between your father and mine." Lucifer sighs and feels a sense of sympathy for Loki. A bad father is a crushing thing for any being and Lucifer can't help but think mortals have the better end given theirs may die and give them peace eventually.

"I am not biological or mortal; but I have seen all the cultures come and go since the beginning." Lucifer contemplated that thought for a moment. "We both bear another aspect that may cloud this topic. We are both father and mother, to varying degrees. Perhaps it is wrong from the beginning to speak only of fatherhood?"

That question though turns Lucifer's gaze away and visibly changes his body language to be fringed with nervousness, especially in his wings. "My situation may be different. My children are actively hunted and two have been murdered. One was murdered while I was forced to watch. I have come to a balance of being vigilant and defensive of their safety while allowing them to be free but never closing the door to my advice or comfort when it is sought. To let a child go does not mean to abandon them but a complicated interaction between freedom, protection, advice and trust." A breath passes, audible and deep. "Some of the angels are billions of years old and still find their way to me for advice as a child might. It is not black and white but we must be aware of our influence and actions."