Sloth frowned at Envy's behaviour, a little confused, then back at the man. He looked angry and frustrated, like he'd come here expecting one thing and got completely the opposite. Maybe he had.
"Do for what?" she asked him, not backing away as he came towards her. He looked angry at Envy's warning with the blade, but as he crossed the room he became more decisive, clinging to what he saw as the one victory he could achieve out of this. As he reached her, he looked her up and down. Did he dare touch? Almost out of defiance, he took her by the throat tilting her head to the side so he could look at her at arm's length, the other hand going to her skirt, intending to fumble beneath it to check that she met his criteria. He was a loathsome man, and he liked his girls smooth and virginal. Sloth kept her eyes on him, not attempting to resist.
"Why bother doing anything?" she said, her voice a soft, pursuasive whisper. "You'll still hate yourself even if you force me to do what you want. Why do you think Alice was unfaithful to you? Addiction is such an ugly thing." As she spoke, he paused in his intended purpose, his eyes meeting hers, wide in surprise as she revealed things that she couldn't possibly know.