Digger had to admit, being with another Sin in the room that could quite possibly rip his head off was a little intimidating. It was worse than a girl's father standing at the door with a shovel and a gun and saying anything happens to his daughter they hold a service for him before he leaves. He laughed at himself though.
"Who likes bacon that's not crispy huh?" He laughed, putting his hand behind his head and rubbing his neck nervously. He wasn't sure if Wrath was following them into the kitchen to watch him or just to be part of it all. How did he talk to her? Was she like Greed? He had no fucking clue, so he just took more swallows of vodka. At least that would loosen up his nerves.