"I dunno, I think it could have worked at least until the junk food came out." Greed could inhale. The three excesses all had some link to each other.
Greed shook his head quickly. "No, I don't. It stops me for a point but it doesn't cure it." He still seemed a little rattled, "the point is she stopped me at all. It goes against everything I am. To wait, to pause, to savor something. I don't---" he sighed, "I've never savored anything. It was weird." He moved his back like a spider had crawled down. Then Wrath stopped him cold, "Eh? Whattya mean?"