Lucifer waited in his room for the food to arrive, along with the information about his home planet being found, but he didn't leave all hopes on the others.
He didn't lose sleep idly; instead, he lost himself in deep thoughts, trying to find a way for himself. He personally had many abilities which he believed could help him if he found the right way.
He was wearing the ring that was supposed to stop him from attacking the owners of the ship, but that didn't mean it could stop him from using his abilities as long as he didn't have any hostile intentions towards the hosts.
The people on this ship didn't even know what it meant to be a Variant. They couldn't sense much in him. They couldn't even detect his correct species. He was sure they weren't going to notice if he sneakily used some of his abilities.
