He could tell this was a matter the Mad Hatter was genuinely concerned about. Hell had been hir sanctuary, and later hir home, the only home sie would ever accept.

Lucifer found it amusing that they knew each other so well after all.

However, he didn't care about hir worries, only about his own. He had no intention of returning to Hell too soon.

"Now, Belial, explain to me why exactly it must be I who restores Hell. It wasn't mine to begin with, why should it remain mine for eternity?"

Then, however, he thought of another aspect. "Though if you are so bent on making me return, why don't you look for an exit of this place?"

They were interrupted by a comment of Despair's. He shot her a look and decided to answer. "No, there is no white tower in our Hell, though there are beings which I guess you could call birds."