[She doesn't even appear to react to Wrath's groveling, aside from looking down with that same still, expressionless look. From anyone else, it would be a giveaway that this clearly wasn't a person.]
[But to Envy, watching, that still face is so very, very much like how Dante's might look if she really were about to deliver a punishment to the prone homunculus in front of her. For a moment, it makes him freeze, breath caught in his throat.]
[But not for long. He can't watch this any longer.]
Wrath!
She's not real! It's just a ghost, it only looks like her!
[Fists clenching, Envy turns his attention back up to the ghost, which lifts its head to meet his glare. It's the first time since this whole mess started that he's actually looked right at her with anger, even when she'd first appeared and he'd thrown a fit. He'd always directed it at her sideways, at everywhere but directly at her.]
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[But to Envy, watching, that still face is so very, very much like how Dante's might look if she really were about to deliver a punishment to the prone homunculus in front of her. For a moment, it makes him freeze, breath caught in his throat.]
[But not for long. He can't watch this any longer.]
Wrath!
She's not real! It's just a ghost, it only looks like her!
[Fists clenching, Envy turns his attention back up to the ghost, which lifts its head to meet his glare. It's the first time since this whole mess started that he's actually looked right at her with anger, even when she'd first appeared and he'd thrown a fit. He'd always directed it at her sideways, at everywhere but directly at her.]
She can't hurt us!