"Is that the truth," a silky voice replied with a throaty chuckle. Lust might have passed right by otherwise, but this was interesting. Another guilty 'Hero' of Light with some dirty laundry? That was somewhat rare. It wasn't as if she could judge, nor was there any point to it.

She settled a hand on her hip as she walked straight into the room, ignoring the Moogle completely now that he'd served his purpose.

"You might have better luck just locking the file. Deleting the data is impossible," she smirked. "But people will wonder what you're trying so desperately to hide."

Lust's file was wide open for all to see. She wasn't ashamed of her past, and she thought she'd honestly enjoy it if someone were to confront her about the genocide, manipulation, and murder of her days spent in Dante's employ. But no one had.