Xanxus doesn't just recoil a little. He's pretty much on the other side of the room. On the other side of the room and chucking something at it. What? Whatever he can get his hands on. So that ends up in the trash too.

But yeah. No way in hell he's going anywhere near that thing again. But he does look a little relieved, though there's still that deeply haunted look. A look that says, 'oh god damn it, not this. Not now'.

"Lucifer...you're real right? All of this is real... I'm not actually still trapped in the ice and slowly going insane." Because right now, this is actually a very real concern.