Pride raised one eyebgrow. Behind that high-class veneer, she was as much a creature of Hell as the rest of her siblings, she was just usually better keeping it under wraps. That didn't mean she didn't have some rather violent hobbies, though. She liked to hunt for victims as much as the next Sin.
"Never going to argue that assessment," she answered, smirking. "But sometimes, the egos on some of the ants in here give high society a run for its money. It's better than the purest drugs or the oldest scotch."