Vale's current confusion heavily outweighed his spite.
He didn't even know where to begin to not only process everything, but also the implications.
There were supposedly six Sloths?!
Two of which inhabited one body — and that body was the one he'd met at the Council of Vice.
Both of those Sloths held a similar goal, but wildly different endpoints, leading them to become somewhat of enemies. Which also meant they wanted to direct the future in different ways. Hence fighting for control to speak at the Council of Vice…
'But then…'
Which Sloth had been saying what to him?!
Which one had told him the prophecy? Which one had kissed him? Which one had told him [Dominion] must not taste the water? Which one had just given a prophecy to Gluttony?
'Wait…'
Vale's eyes widened in harrowing realization.
He felt he'd finally learned why he couldn't speak about his prophecy…
'Because the other Sloth would understand what it meant.'
