"You'd better not," Wrath warned, though she was fairly sure if he did she would probably emit the elusive Wrath Giggle. "Just worried you aren't moving and your muscles will go like...spasmy or whatever they do. I live with Sloth, I have to poke him sometimes so he doesn't seize up. And I could think of several things to do here to use give you a work out, but didn't figure you'd be in the mood." It wasn't said in an accusatory way. Wrath wasn't an excess sin, so she didn't care one way or the other.