Isabelle blinked in surprise at his words. Completely and utterly honest, is what he was claiming to be. And the way he discribed how he gained things, was unusual, at the very least. But she had heard similar things from another. "You sound like my Granddad's friend." She commented with some light humor hidden in her voice.<br/>The male was definetly an interesting, and unusual, from his personality all the way down to his soul.. Souls? He had a multitude of souls within his body, which was throwing her off. She had heard two, and even up to five, souls wihin a body; but this skyrocketed past just four or five souls, and past what anyone would ever believe. But the souls didn't seem to be in sync with the man's own. They were all emmiting Madness.<br/>Mostly Rage from what she could tell. Right now wasn't such a good time to be able to sense one's insanity. It was dificult, but she was able to keep composure under all of it.<br/>Being so deep within thought, she had nearly missed his question, "Hm? Oh- Yeah, we do. A Weapon collects a total of a hundred souls." She replied, shrugging. It wasn't knowledge that was strictly needed to be kept a secret, and she didn't see the need to keep that much in the dark. She gave a small grin, "There really isn't much to do with a soul unless you have the right tools, and ingredients." She responded, her voice growing quieter.<br/>When he stopped, she tipped her head in almost a worried way. The brunette had always been a person to be self-conscious about what she said and what affect it had on everyone around her.<br/>At his response, her eyes quickly blinked twice, unsure of his response. "...Sin?" She questioned in a soft voice, "Isn't that a behavior, though? Commmiting a guilty act?" Stopping to consider the possibilities, she frowned. Greed was one of the seven<span style="font-style: italic">deadly</span>sins, if she remembered rightly.<span style="font-style: italic">'And also one of the seven chapters in Eibon's book.' </span>She thought. Truthfully, she had assumed his name was only an alias of some kind. A nickname to cover up some actual name that may have a bad past behind it. "Is that why you're called 'Greed'?" She asked in a slightly louder voice, turning her gaze back to him.