[It really is just like that, to get Envy to talk about anything like this.]
[But after the careful lead in, the fact that it doesn't seem to be about him...this hook catches.]
Yeah, can't imagine why you would.
[The sarcasm, as always, rolls off his tongue easier than anything, a self-comforting measure rather than a dismissal. But he knows what she's talking about and decides to go with it rather than shut the conversation down right then and there. Which is a good sign.]
A few things in particular, if we're being honest.
[Lust leans back against the doorframe, holding the shirt against herself with her arms crossed.]
All in all, a number of things indicate I...am more bothered by things from our old life than I care to admit. Even to myself.
[Something she thinks, perhaps, Envy understands all too well. And she keeps the focus on herself, presenting it as her problem. Which it is, she's hardly putting on some front for her brother's sake. She's just not foolish enough to flat out address whatever may be bothering him.]
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Yeah, you don't want to set another one on fire, right?
[He shrugs, although another frown and an oddly distant look pass over his face, because he knows damn well why everyone's been distracted.]
We've all been...distracted lately.
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[And Lust will never admit otherwise. It isn't as though it's happened since. Yet.]
Mmm, well, we've a right to be. God knows we all have other things on our minds. Certainly I do.
[It's almost like gently coaxing a cautious, secretive animal. Laying out small bits to pique interest, seeing if anything catches.]
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[But after the careful lead in, the fact that it doesn't seem to be about him...this hook catches.]
Yeah, can't imagine why you would.
[The sarcasm, as always, rolls off his tongue easier than anything, a self-comforting measure rather than a dismissal. But he knows what she's talking about and decides to go with it rather than shut the conversation down right then and there. Which is a good sign.]
Anything in particular?
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[Lust leans back against the doorframe, holding the shirt against herself with her arms crossed.]
All in all, a number of things indicate I...am more bothered by things from our old life than I care to admit. Even to myself.
[Something she thinks, perhaps, Envy understands all too well. And she keeps the focus on herself, presenting it as her problem. Which it is, she's hardly putting on some front for her brother's sake. She's just not foolish enough to flat out address whatever may be bothering him.]