Lust got right in his face till the tip of her nose almost touched his. She growled out one word, "Liar." she hated lies, unless she was the one telling them. "Sins are things you give in to by choice.. not things that are forced upon you.. your brother was the same way, acted like I raped him. But tell me this, Irish." she raised her chin and stuck out her chest, her shirt covered boobs touching his naked chest, "Did I rape him over and over and over and over again OR did he just want me and hate himself for it."