Scar's expression was similar to Lust's, for a moment. Stricken, agape. He recognized Wrath from the video talks and that day in the cold he seemed to have forgotten, but nothing that came out of the guard's mouth made sense. He had never spoken to Lust about the boy, but he knew enough that the child certainly wasn't her son.

So, the giant, scary wall of a man just continued to stand there and look intimidating. He had nothing to add to this madness.

Yet.