"Sleep." Sloth pressed a kiss to Envy's cheek and waited for his breathing to even out. She didn't know how long she would be able to keep him here to herself. His nature would reassert itself in time. In the mean time, she would keep him safe in her bed where the police and their dogs and those screaming dead women wouldn't be able to find them. Her wasted, apathetic heart actually felt something a little bit real.