Henry listened to Sloth's reasoning and he wanted to rail against it. He might have if he wasn't already the tinest bit high. Instead, he sighed and nodded, accepting the joint and taking a deep hit. Yeah, it might make his hunger worse, but honestly, it was already terrible. At least this would take the edge off of his pain. "Thanks," he said wearily.
Hermes leaned back and watched them all tiredly. He didn't really give a fuck any more and he wished the sin would go away.