He mumbled to himself about Greed being the favored. He hated it. Why did the boisterous one have to be the one that was considered the fun one? Greed wasn't a Sin, he was a monkey. He looked over his shoulder to the dumpster where he'd just deposited his victim. "It's not Greed, though it should be." He had a maniacal smile that was so unnatural. It never looked real.
"Which one are you?" He hadn't picked up on it yet, though he felt a little drained and usually dumping bodies didn't do that to him, no matter how much work it was.