The name rang through his ears like a bell. He hated Greed's face for all it's perfect features. If it weren't what it was Envy would be the better looking one. One day he would carve up Greed's face instead and feel better. The toothpick he had hanging out of his mouth was spit out into the dumpster after his victim, turning to the voice that approached.
"What did you call me?" He wasn't as hyper as his Sin brother. He came out of the shadows looking Sloth up and down not recognizing her at all. "Not Greed." He was something far worse.