"I know you are." Sloth patted his cheek. A very sorry wretch was he. Just how she liked them. "Are you gonna stop bitching at me now? I hate having to get mad at you. Can't we just watch something and chill? I got some weed somewhere, lets have a smoke and just forget it all. Come on." She backed up, holding his gaze with eyes that seemed to bore into his centre, and then she turned away to find something to smoke.