Sloth sobbed messily, eyes and nose running, shrinking away from Satan's touch. "Nooooooo," he moaned, certain it would be a trick question. "I didn't do anything, it's not my faaaaauuult." He hiccupped, remaining finger and thumb twitching, his body trembling with shock. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide in a corner and for this to have been a particularly nasty drug-induced hallucination.