"You really were a choirboy, weren't you?" Murmured Primrose, clutching a notepad to her chest as she approached the scene. Obviously, she was unaware he had been there, or she would never have headed to her favourite spot. Like most people, she'd spent the day avoiding Lucifer when she could. She hadn't liked him much, but after his outburst and his behaviour, she had every reason to keep ehr distance. She feared him and that evilness she had seen in him was only confirmed.
However, that didn't stop her from taking a seat across the little pond opposite him, setting her notebook out and resting out ger legs quietly, sinking in the peace and quiet; the serenity of the winter night around her... even if she was sharing the scene with someone who petrified her. Yet, looking at him when they were sat across from one another didn't scare her. In fact, she didn't feel anything negative for him at the moment. If anything, she was closer to smiling than she was to running off, scared.
"...Are you alright now after your outburst? I assume it's got something to do with your friends leaving," she intelligently sighed, having noticed Eden absence throughout the day, and figured that he had gone with Marla. It would at least explain why Lucifer had been so on edge and so... angry.
"A woman came for Marla this morning," she continued quietly, while running her fingers through her hair to comb out any knots-- not that there were any. She brushed her hair fifty times at night, and fifty times at morning - there was hardly a chance of getting it knotted. "I heard her enter the dorm and Marla began off on this awful, coarse speech, and then they just went. I assume your friend Eden went with them too, the woman who came for Marla mentioned him too. I think it must have been her mother, she was extremely pretty from what I saw briefly of her. A little intimidating, but... oh well. Look, I'm glad you're still here at least. I wouldn't want anyone missing out on the education and teachings here, even you."