David glanced at Wrath with a look of suppressed panic which also looked a bit like suppressed anger in a bad light.
"Uh... Where's Patrick and George?" he asked. At least Iestyn looked sober. "I do draw the line at- at edibles, Aderyn. Regular brownies are as far as I go. And there is food in the pantry." He was starting to gather his wits again. So this was Sloth. A Sin had come into their home and lead his daughter astray. This time the look he gave Wrath was a little more annoyed.