"I know how you feel. I was tortured by Lucifer and had my fingers cut off and nobody even gave a fuck," Sloth said, sounding a little bitter. "Nobody sees me as a threat. Well I showed Lust when I stabbed her shoulder. Envy doesn't care. He left and he hasn't come back. Wrath fucked off too, and she was the only one who gave half a shit." She turned towards Much, reaching out to slide her fingers across his face.
"Come home with me. I'm so lonesome. I would appreciate you."