[Greed's good enough at the pity party that he's not about to stop Lust from her own.]
I have no memory of the man I used to be. Not enough to give me a personality to go by and the people who could tell me have been dead for centuries.
No... Dante knew, I think. But she'd never tell me anything about him because she wouldn't want me to have any desire to become him.
I couldn't tell you how we work, exactly. How we can look like the dead but not act like them. But if you act nothing like that person, I probably act nothing like the one I was created from either.
I don't know if it's possible for we homunculi to be nice without a lot of practice.
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I have no memory of the man I used to be. Not enough to give me a personality to go by and the people who could tell me have been dead for centuries.
No... Dante knew, I think. But she'd never tell me anything about him because she wouldn't want me to have any desire to become him.
I couldn't tell you how we work, exactly. How we can look like the dead but not act like them. But if you act nothing like that person, I probably act nothing like the one I was created from either.
I don't know if it's possible for we homunculi to be nice without a lot of practice.