Sloth was starting to get annoyed. Scott was whining in her ear when she just wanted to eat her fucking cereal and watch fails on Youtube until her head stopped throbbing. She chewed and stared at him, her eyes dark and unblinking.
"You need to Stop. Talking." There was warning in her tone. She didn't want to have to squash his soul but she was just Not. In. The Mood. Her depressiveness was slowly seeping out of her in response to her irritation, because if she could just dampen him enough, she might get some peace.