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[a_sin_for_him]

It's not something I enjoy talking about. And it is embarrassing.

[She sits up and folds her knees under her chin, wrapping her arms around her legs. Her Glameow moves to perch on her shoulder.]

He rejected me. It's embarrassing to still even have these feelings. They drive me mad and there's nothing to be done about them.

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy scoots a little closer to her, now sitting completely on the bed. He frowns more deeply at hearing the word rejected.]

He did?

[The words have barely left his mouth before he practically bites his tongue; that probably wasn't the right thing to say. He's not sure if there even is a right thing to say. He's not France, he's not good at talking to people genuinely or making them feel better.]

Feelings are...they're difficult. They don't go away easy.

[a_sin_for_him]

Back home.

[Lust doesn't look at Envy. These aren't things she's ever spoken of, and she hates how voicing them makes them feel so much closer and real. She isn't bothered by his response.]

I left to be with him. I thought if I could become human, he'd love me. But he loved her and he was right, not even becoming human made me her.

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy understands that feeling. There's a reason he never, never spoke about his past or where he came from.]

[And that isn't all he understands. There's an entirely familiar pulse of anger in his chest at what she's describing, one that makes him grip a fistful of sheets without even realizing it. This time he speaks more quickly, not thinking about his words.]

You don't need to be her, you never have. You're you and if he can't deal with that it's his problem, not yours.

[a_sin_for_him]

It doesn't matter.

[Lust shakes her head.]

I don't think I care who I am, just...that whoever I am is someone he could love. Isn't it stupid? I barely even know him, really. He's never kind to me. He wouldn't even tell me his name, before he died. But I want so badly for him to love me.

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy scoots more until he's actually sitting next to her, crosslegged with his hands on his ankles. Awkwardly, but there all the same. Being close to people is a thing that he's learned sometimes helps.]

That was back home, right? It might turn out different here.

[a_sin_for_him]

[She leans against him, just barely. She's grateful for his presence.]

It was back home. We haven't had much luck here, either. We agreed to just ignore each other. But then we don't. And we argue and fight and bait each other nearly every time we speak.

[exeggutorhead]

[He's quiet for a long moment.]

But here there's time. And a chance.

[The kind of chance that none of them ever had back in Amestris. Envy might dislike Scar even more now, and he doesn't really want Lust to get hurt because of this...but it's her decision in the end.]

You don't have to figure it out right now, do you?

[a_sin_for_him]

Maybe.

[It doesn't feel like it. Nothing ever changes. Not really. They'd had one nice meeting, but that was all. And it was fuzzy and hazy and made no difference once it was gone.]

What will more time do? But I suppose you're right.

[Not that she'll stop thinking on it.]

[exeggutorhead]

You'd be surprised.

[He nudges his shoulder against hers, lightly.]

When I first got here, I wound up having to travel with a pair of humans. I needed their help or I would've probably wound up dead in the woods, and they let me stick around because I was useful. We couldn't stand each other, we never stopped arguing.

They're...gone, now. But by the time they vanished they were my best friends.

[a_sin_for_him]

[The immediate responses that come to mind aren't ones she wants to voice. That it's different, that there's too much history between them. But she knows Envy's trying to make her feel better.]

Who knows.