Sloth felt sort of satisfied, as satisfied as she ever got with anything. She felt like a spider on her web, slowly sucking her prey dry.
Not that she wanted Much dead. She only wanted him all to herself.
"There's no point going anywhere else. Who even cares about you anyway?" Her voice kept the same low, sonorous tone. "Nobody even notices when you're gone. Nobody appreciates how hard you try for them. They're always telling you to stop caring so much. So just... don't. Fuck them all."