Sloth held out the lighter obediently, flicking the flame on. He kind of wanted to hold it to Temperance's hair and just watch her burn, but this was Envy's show and he wasn't going to interfere. He didn't want to face how angry Envy would be then. He licked his lips though, lasciviously, wanting to bite and taste, wishing he could affect Temperance the way he could mortals, and drain her dry of hope.
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