A/N: No comment.
She's dead, and the two of them are still caught in a shocked daze of unfamiliar emotion; Gluttony crying without break or pause, tears dripping from his blank eyes, and Envy restlessly pacing back and forth, his hands clenching and unclenching as he tried to suppress the urge to ignore Father's orders and go tear the Flame Alchemist into little pieces.
It's only after a few hours have passed that he realizes he's still got the coat Lust gave him.
Envy rips it in half and throws it to Gluttony, telling him to eat it or throw it out or something. He doesn't want anything to remind him further, or at least that's what he tells himself.
When night falls he finds the younger homunculus curled up asleep - a rare sight for any of them - with his head on the goddamn coat.
His first instinct is to take it back and throw it away himself.
But after all, he thinks, emotion has made him tired.
And maybe it does still carry the scent of Lust's perfume.
He falls asleep next to his brother, the yellow material gathered tightly in his thin fingers.
*has nothing to say and hugs sleeping Envy*