Lust's head lowered slightly, regarding Flynn with a greater scrutiny as she frowned. He was making some good points, and that meant she was paying closer attention to him now. "...Perhaps." Even she herself was viewing Flynn in black and white categories, as well as herself. It didn't seem possible that she could change if she didn't have a soul. How could such a thing happen?

And if it was happening, what did that mean for her? For her relentless pursuit of the Philosopher's Stone?

Her head jerked to the side where she directed her harsh stare at the computer monitors and the lines of scrolling data. Strange as it seemed, all of her research and studies hadn't yielded nearly as many interesting points as just speaking with the likes of Flynn, Lydia, and Mikleo.

Why?

"If I am changing, then I'm concerned about what's causing that change," she said, her expression darkening. "I have a mortal body, but not a mortal soul. If any changes are being made, they aren't voluntary."