I am, aren't I? Not so bad usually. [He's grinning because, well. This is better, isn't it? The tense moment gone, the usual confidence that tends to come with him slowly crawls back into his shoulders, his back. It's easy for him to move past things once the smoke has all cleared.]

[And she's back to her status quo too, isn't she? Wearing her crown with her head held high and oh, should the world watch out.]

[Greed rolls his eyes to the ceiling and his mouth tightens into a soft, sarcastic sneer.] So demanding. When did you get to be such a pissant? [He says it in a way that's friendly; as if she's been one of his for years and years and years. The former homunculus wafts a hand in front of his face.] Yeah, yeah. Let's get this cleaned up.

[There are bathrooms in the 'Nest, and that's where he starts. They're far enough away from all the blood and bad times that they can be easily forgotten for now. Greed hums and as he pinches his nose to try to wipe away a smear, his gait takes on a lazy drawl.] Now I know you can. Don't do it unless you have to. You'll surprise 'em better that way.

[He gets to the bathroom and reaches out to flick the switch. The bulb above takes a second or two to find itself; its rapid clicks sounding off as the connection sets. The Sin waves his hand to her.] Have a seat, Vel.

[Using his tail, he turns a knob on the faucet.] I wouldn't let anything take you out of my plans anyway. Not unless you told me to. [The water runs soft at first, then faster when he yanks the side for hot.] My avarice wouldn't let me.