For the longest time, Linda thinks Lucifer’s claims—that he really is the Devil, that he escaped Hell, that he owns a nightclub called Lux—are just colorful metaphors. Imagine you have a friend who insists they’re a vampire. You’d nod, smile, and suggest a nice cup of tea, right? That’s Linda.
She listens to him rant about his “Maze” being a demon, or how he “punishes” people, and she takes careful notes. She probably has a whole filing cabinet labeled “Delusions of Grandeur: Case File #666.” It’s sweet, it’s patient, and it’s hilariously wrong.
But Lucifer isn’t subtle. He does things like make a suspect confess by whispering in his ear, or vanish in a poof of smoke. Linda chalks it up to “theater” or “a very good magic trick.” She’s so determined to see him as a normal, troubled human. Hashtag: therapist goals.
