"You're drugged and you can hardly think."

Lust shook her head. The drugs were making this all that much more difficult, she was sure. But she couldn't stand listening to Scar beat himself down further and insist this madness. He was a man, not a carved soldier with only one face and mood to present at all times.

"Pull yourself together tonight, when this has cleared your system. I'm not going to be stuck fending for myself when the lights go out."