Claudia can't help a momentary grin at that. She had hoped to be allowed to stay for at least some of what Lucifer had planned. From the little bit she'd seen of his face, he was even less pleased than he had been when she captured him, but the bindings had held. She found one of the more comfortable chairs with a good view, and sat.

There was a part of her that wanted to think him, but babbling like that would only annoy Lucifer, and she didn't want that. Gabriel seemed to be doing enough of that on his own, for all that she hadn't heard him speak since handing him over.