"Michael," he greeted his brother. Michael was turned away from him, wearing a male vessel this time, a different from the one he wore when he saw him a couple of years ago. The female vessel of that time made Michael look more gracious, the soft curves and small form contrasting the great sharpness of his grace. Lucifer never knew if Michael was 'rubbing on his face' how great was the difference between them or not. He knew he looked hideous after managing to destroy that Cage in contrast with Michael's pure grace.