Others didn't always know why he wanted certain things, they had value to Greed and Greed alone. If he chose a stick of gum it had a purpose at the time, it was relevant. Even if it was because of its pretty package. "You feel things..." He stepped away hands in his pockets as he stared at the portrait of Lust. There was a lot to admire, a world he'd always had at his back. She taught him everything he knew, but she would stab him just as hard. "You give so easily, you give into me so easily without asking for anything in return." He tilted his head, looking over the contours of Lust's curves. He bit his bottom lip. "I want to understand it."