Wrath growls low in her throat. "I hate you all," her voice holds very little heat.

Awwwwwww.

"You're very huggable," he says to Gluttony, ignoring the peanut gallery.

"She issss," Lust agrees happily.

"I've had a lot of practice with that one," Gluttony says, jerking her head slightly towards Lust. "And I like hugs. So being huggable is a good state of affairs I think."

"Hugs are pretty great," he agrees, letting go. "Anyway, where was I—right, helping your sleepy friend."

Gluttony returns to her seat, and promptly has to rearrange to accommodate for the fact that Lust has decided ey wants to be curled up in her lap. She doesn't actually seem too bothered by this, and nuzzles Lust's neck briefly.

Wrath sighs. "Would it help if he was actually awake?" she asks. (She still seems suspicious, but apparently having her people hale, whole and healthy means more to her than her suspicions.)

"Might, yeah."

"Okay then," Wrath says, rummaging around on the transport beside her.

"Wrath, what are you-"

She pulls a flask from the transport, opens it, and dumps it over Sloth's head. "Wake-up call," she states.

Sloth splutters awake. "Wrath, you bitch," he manages, sounding perhaps surprisingly alert.

Despite that, he stills seems somehow exhausted, like there isn't enough time to get the amount of sleep he needs.

"Why am I awake?" he asks a little plaintively. (Wrath hands him a scone.)

"Hmm," says the Emperor, giving him a thoughtful look.

Although he doesn't do anything overtly visible, after a few seconds Sloth's exhaustion starts to lift, leaving him reasonably well-rested.

"Not a permanent fix, but it's a start," he says, sounding a little distracted as he continues to examine the problem.

Sloth blinks, tries to figure out what just-

Blinks again.

"...uh. I feel like I missed part of this conversation?"

"The all-powerful Emperor decided he wanted to help us," Gluttony summarises. "I think you'd fallen asleep at the point he noted we had Issues."

"...It would be nice to be able to be awake for longer than it takes to eat a scone..."

"He's already fixed Gee's brain!"

"There's probably some clever way to fix this that I'm never gonna figure out because I don't know enough about how this stuff really works, but luckily I can cheat," he says.

That gets a grin out of Wrath of all people. "Cheating is generally useful for fixing things," she notes.

Envy sticks his metallic tongue out at her again. "Punching the engines doesn't count."

Her grin widens. "It works don't it?"

"As the person this is about, can I ask how you intend to cheat?"

"Magic. Specifically I'm thinking of giving you a version of the same thing that makes me only need to sleep four hours or so a night."

"...I mean, I don't actually mind sleep, I just mind sleeping for...like, twenty hours a day."

"Damn, I'd love not having to sleep."