Asran blushed and recoiled as Ayrie called him out on being Gluttony. But, at the mention of his curse his face went to a stony sad expression. “I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t trust you enough for that,” he said shaking his head. “I’m sorry you had to witness that. Usually I’m more careful about how much energy I spend. But, lately I have found myself being too lax with my energy expenditure.” 

Talking about his curse was one of the most difficult, and painful things for him. Even thinking about it brought him pain. He rubbed at the bridge of his nose then gently moved to get up. He needed to get home, get cleaned up. Most likely change clothes as well.