"Oh. That's fine too, I guess." Sloth fell into step beside him. "I have more weed for afters." She smiled, a little flakey already, but feeling in a good place.
She liked the do-gooder type, because they were so much more fun to pull down to the sad place. She wasn't really exerting herself yet- it was just her usual aura of laziness seeping outward that made Much just a bit off his guard, taking away the urgency.