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"Sloth is here how wonderful." Devlin thought to himself as he noticed the person that tripped and remained where she was at and assumed it was the Sin Sloth. He slowly realized that if there were too many people here he'd sooner or later find out where the heck he would have to sleep, if he would get any sleep at nights due to the fact that pride would keep running his mouth off possibly. He shrugged as he hoped for a fellow virtue to come up and keep him company, He felt uncomfortable dealing with the Sins being here.

He didn't really care though as long as he kept his mouth shut. He was good at that, he guessed. It's probably due to the fact he died a very painful death and was given a chance for an immortal life and he accepted it was probably what kept him from speaking. He didn't let that bring him down however. So therefore he wouldn't think that Pride would be much of a problem since before he died he looked fear in it's eyes. Smirking at that he continued to meditate.