Sloth met Envy's eyes, a little revolted, a little worried. She licked her lips, uneasy. "Don't count me in with the rest, ok. All I'm good for is stopping Wrath from killing people, and she doesn't even spend much time at home for that." She glanced over her shoulder at the dumpster. "Maybe I should hang around you more." She wasn't sure what the right move was here, if Envy would get crazy if she refused. There was still grit mixed in with the coke. She already couldn't feel her own teeth. Gently, she took Envy's hand and used two fingers to lift the powder from his skin, avoiding the cut.