Scar let the subject drop. It wasn't something he liked to be bothered about. He finally glanced up, not at Lust but at the people slowly filtering in from the ballroom. It seemed the relative quiet wouldn't last much longer. At least they still had their semi-isolated corner.

He would wait out until midnight, because he had said that he would, but then he was going to sleep.

...That was going to be even more awkward now, wasn't it?