"Hey, Avaritia? You wanted to see me cry, right?" Luxuria asked. "Well... Now's your chance..." she sighed, looking him in the eyes so he could see the tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry for everything. Please, forgive me..."
"Oh, you mean that weird book? I decided to let you keep that thing so you could have at least a little bit of fun in your miserable life," he said, huffing.
"No human would believe what it could do anyway. And I don't have any use for it, cause I can get what I want anyway."
"No. I didn't touch your stuff. There's one thing in my room you never thought could be worth as much as it is. A /very/ special thing. I asked it why do you hate me. And it gave me the answer."