[Lust is in no mood for this kind of crisis. Between the noise and Henry's blatant disregard for the one area in which she has actual authority, by the time she realizes that Henry hasn't been told about Wrath, she's done. She's standing, arms folded, switching her gaze between Henry and shooting irritated daggers at Envy.]
There is no ghost, this house is simply full of idiots.
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There is no ghost, this house is simply full of idiots.