"Right," Wrath nodded. "I belong to Hell, even though I span both. So Satan can do whatever he wants to me, but he doesn't usually. He's more...taunty." Since he was the root of temptation, it made sense.
When Zoe said she wasn't too bad, Wrath kept to herself that she actually was. She was feeling less angry lately, and the things she did get pissed off about were all righteous things, but she didn't know how long she could keep it that way.
Instead of explaining it, she just shrugged. "Sure." Then she finished the sandwich and went to get her back. "Where the fuck should I change?"