[Envy doesn't look down at Wrath; hearing that small voice is bad enough. He remembers what he did to Wrath. Both before and after Lust had died.]
[What he'd done to all of the new ones, even if he hadn't kicked them around the same way. He'd still lied, still drawn them in and stopped them from leaving.]
What makes me any different? I brought you to her, didn't I?
[The shouting and the outburst done, he just sounds...old. Old and tired.]
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[What he'd done to all of the new ones, even if he hadn't kicked them around the same way. He'd still lied, still drawn them in and stopped them from leaving.]
What makes me any different? I brought you to her, didn't I?
[The shouting and the outburst done, he just sounds...old. Old and tired.]