[Greed had enough self-awareness to wonder if that was not the exact right move. Sometimes needing people, finding their faults, it wasn't always the best way to get what you wanted - but sometimes it was. Sometimes playing to pride was the best possible thing you could do. He knew pride, he knew someone named Pride, and plenty of people brimming with it. This kid was proud.
To proud to let an insult like that stand. Greed kept grinning. So, he'd done right, had he? Of course he had.]
I'm always willing to take home a prize.
[That's his cue to approach, to brush his fingers playfully through the blonde's hair, flicking his bangs away from his face so he could see it properly. Pretty. Yes, this was a good choice. He could definitely enjoy this.]
And what do I get to ask for? Can it be anything?
[There was an implication in that, "anything," a very dark and wicked implication.]
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To proud to let an insult like that stand. Greed kept grinning. So, he'd done right, had he? Of course he had.]
I'm always willing to take home a prize.
[That's his cue to approach, to brush his fingers playfully through the blonde's hair, flicking his bangs away from his face so he could see it properly. Pretty. Yes, this was a good choice. He could definitely enjoy this.]
And what do I get to ask for? Can it be anything?
[There was an implication in that, "anything," a very dark and wicked implication.]