"Oh! Everything is...." The Sin hesitated at the word that wanted to come out, the falseness of 'fine' feeling hollow and meaningless. "... There's much to talk about." He finished lamely, offering Lust the container of cookies. "I trust you got the basket we sent? How was everything?"
Lust took the container from Malice, frown setting in across his lips. “…I understand~ Would you like to come in~?” he stepped to the side, allowing Malice to go inside, should he want. “The basket was wonderful~ All of the fruit and vegetables are gone, but there is a lot of tea left~”
“We should enjoy some together, then.” Smiling warmly, Malice took the invitation into Lust’s home, feeling a familiar sensation of comfort wash over him. This place was safe, and well known.
Moving into Lust’s kitchen, Malice allowed the old motions to come to him as he found the kettle and started to fill it with water.
“How have things been, how are you? How is Eddie?” Malice looked back over his shoulder at Lust, curiosity and a quiet sadness in his eyes, as though he was upset that he even needed to ask.
The way Malice moved easily through the kitchen was comforting and anxiety-inducing all at once. Lust still didn’t feel like himself, and having someone effortlessly fitting back into his world like this was…jarring, to say the least.
“I’ve…been better~” Lust said slowly, catching the look in Malice’s eye. “Just woke up from hibernation~”Â
He moved to take a seat at the kitchen table, hands splaying against the cool, wooden surface. “Eddie’s…here~ Recently freed from Arkham~ He’s been anxious, but we cleaned the house and that seemed to help a little~…”
Nodding and placing the kettle on the stove to boil, the Sin easily prepared two glasses with sugar and tea, nodding with Lusts words with a concerned expression. “Hibernation?”
Malice moved to take a seat at the table next to Lust, folding his hands under his chin and frowning slightly. “Eddie went to Arkham? What happened?”
“Yeah, hibernation~” Lust shrugged his shoulders and watched as Malice took the seat next to him. “I wasn’t doing too well while awake~...”
The Sin found himself interlocking his own fingers together under his chin-- a mimicked behavior made to try to ease his own discomfort. At the other’s prodding, Lust realized his discomfort was far from gone. “He was caught doing the things he swore to abstain from~ So they locked him up and I~...Left him there for a while~...”
