"Because," Greed has his pointer down and his whole body is stark still. "-they were working for one of mine at the time." Orders passed through one of his kin via his would-be creator. A whole government pulled on the strings of a master that would see his plan through. The Sin's lips pull back, his teeth flare out.

He had just removed himself from the picture long-since prior.

"Remember what I told you? I don't work for anyone else, sweet heart." He bows his head forward, thighs spreading just a bit more. "Good ol'Daddy sir wasn't too happy when I told him the same answer." And the answer had been a firm no. "I'm sure things have changed since then. The world hasn't ended - more than likely they actually took the opportunity."

He extends his hand, shoving it to the top of her skull. "It was a long time ago, kid. No use worrying about it now."