"I don't want to sleep alone." Lust had been gone for a week now, it had started to feel strange and dead in his apartment. This was the first night since he'd seen her last that he'd been in the company of another. Greed liked being tangled with arms and other limbs. "I'm not going to get sick with you laying there." He took her hand and held it up to his chest. "See good as new." He'd said something similar the last time and he still repeated their last encounter.