He had rolled his eyes at Connor's retort and demand to stop talking through his host, "Well, I don't have much of a choice, now do I?" he asked, jangling the chain on his handcuffs to make a point. He was trapped already, he knew. While he could hurt everyone there with the strength of the body he was in, he would still be stuck because of the cuffs he was wearing. So he was pretty much a mortal waiting to be hung. What a drag. He then looked at Connor like he was an idiot who had challenged his abilities/importance. "Since when I have mortals [i]ever[/i] been stronger than their sins?"

A priest came up, and while the holy order generally made him uncomfortable, Lust couldn't help but grin at his apparent flustered state. He focused his amplifying abilities on him for the entire conversation. Well, certainly it was a fun end at least. Silently, he wondered how much it would take to break the holy man.

As he was being lead away, quite willingly actually, he called back with a laugh "He's also been a great asset in bed!"

Once they were out of sight, he still had a bit of a smirk but had quieted down, humming a bit as they went along. He had been as willing as willing could be so far...but he decided he wasn't going to be quite so willing once they were down in the basement. "Mortals aren't stronger than the sins they take joy in...but you're pretty neat. I can see why it would be hot for her once she got under your collar."