"I've lived with a lot o' people. I'm not loyal to all o' them. Didn't even like most of 'em." Sloth's fingers twitched as the knife teased his skin. "Come on, man, don't do this. You'd have done the same thing. I only bottled like, one demon. If that. I'm sure he's fine?" He looked up at Satan's face, trying to project a feeling of apathy and laziness to discourage him from proceeding.