It was starting to dawn on Scar that he had made a booboo. He paused, struggling to find something to say at the moment.

"Sorry." His thoughtful scowl had adopted that vague 'kicked puppy' look it always had when he knew he had messed something up with Lust. He had thought he was being helpful.

"I'll leave them by the door."

With that, he turned to do so.