"You couldn't stop her? What's she gonna do with them?" Sloth said, raising an eyebrow. She didn't have a lot to do with Lilith, if she could avoid it. Dealing with hell-types usually ended in subjugation and pain.
"So you've got nothing to do then. Would you paint me?" she asked with a little smirk, bending her arms behind her head and arching back in something like a seductive pose.