Pride didn't much like Deidara anymore. He was a lot like Brother. Except with more tongues.

The homunculus did as Edward said, instead, flickering back into view at his shoulder... slightly behind him, for good measure. Sasori was better. He was more like Father, and Pride liked him.

Edward was the best choice, though. Pride crossed his legs, gracefully coming to sit on the floor with his back to the side of Edward's chair; if he tilted his head upward, he could see the other blonde, upside down. And the homunculus seemed perfectly content with being there, for the moment.