What's the matter, Envy? Scared of your own humanity? his human self asked as Delilah got up and left the table, leaving Elsa sitting silently as Envy and his humanity argued.
"I'm not human," he whispered quietly, clenching his fists on the table.
Yes, you are. You just don't want to be. But there's reason again. Shouldn't that be enough?
"And what would you have me do? She's mortal."
That shut up the little voice he kept in the back of his head and he sat forward, downing the last of his drink before getting up and heading to the bar while he waited for Delilah to return from wherever she went.
"You owe me for this, Greed," he hissed quietly at the other homunculus.