He's grateful for the embrace, and her puts his arms back around her to hold on, but at her words of attempted comfort he only feels a stab of guilt. This is not her responsibility even in any small way, she should not know of it. There is nothing she can do, he knows, nothing she could read that would make any difference. He is silent for a moment, then he parts from her again, resting his hand against her cheek.

"The best thing you can do is stay safe," he says, though it feels bittersweet and unconvincing. This was a close call - what if Lucifer does meet Melanie in the dreaming?

He swallows and murmurs, "I wish there was something more you could do, but, my dear, I'm afraid that's all."