"Everything I own goes in a specific place. No one else can find anything but I can." Lust babied him, she gave him new things, but only Zoe was concerned for what he'd lost, which still stung. He appreciated that because very few people understood him in that way.
She eyed that portrait of Lust, one of his favorites. "That's Lust." As if she hadn't gathered that by the beautiful face and seductive look. His eyes dropped to her then towards the television. "How bout we kill some zombies. There's plenty of room." The sofa literally wrapped around the whole room. She looked at him seriously again with those big brown eyes.