Envy was pretty damn pleased with himself. His outlook was turning out. It seemed fate had delivered Hohenheim right into his hands, and however that fit into the man's plans, he didn't care; he could take his sweet time in working up to him by first watching the beautiful outcome of what games he chose to play with the Beloved Son's mind, spirit, his friends.
So pleased was he, in fact, that when he spotted Lust, he saw only a golden opportunity to gloat; to remind her and himself that he was still lethal and completely, utterly, above everyone here.
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Envy was pretty damn pleased with himself. His outlook was turning out. It seemed fate had delivered Hohenheim right into his hands, and however that fit into the man's plans, he didn't care; he could take his sweet time in working up to him by first watching the beautiful outcome of what games he chose to play with the Beloved Son's mind, spirit, his friends.
So pleased was he, in fact, that when he spotted Lust, he saw only a golden opportunity to gloat; to remind her and himself that he was still lethal and completely, utterly, above everyone here.