Lust had her hands planted on either side of a keyboard, her face lifted to study the screen that reflected an eerie green glow over her ivory complexion. At the sound of Flynn's voice, she turned her head and straightened sinuously to her full height.

"Oh? I never see you in the lab," the homunculus noted and folded her arms. "What's this about?" Lust was neither smiling nor frowning. She didn't seem to be harboring any sort of grudge or resentment, but she also wasn't exuberant in her greeting.

In truth she hadn't given much thought to their last conversation. He'd annoyed her, but not enough that he would have fallen completely out of favor. But she did find it curious that he was seeking her out intentionally.