[He doesn't drawl it out. It's an inoffensive little statement, or it might be, if the words weren't so clearly meant to prick at him. Honestly, Greed's banking on the fact they're in public right now; surely Adrian won't start a scene in the middle of a crowd. Not when his reputation isn't the only thing on the line.
He regards him for a few seconds, his expression serious, before huffing a humorless laugh.]
Little Adrian . . . you still haven't grown up, huh? Not completely.
[He leans in, his voice pitched low. Now they're attracting attention, if only because there might be something salacious in the way he's murmuring to Adrian, but Greed ignores it.]
You're a leader now. So why don't you think like one? Why don't you try thinking about just why I mighta fucked you over, instead of acting like a damn child and thinking that everything is about you? I'm Greed, Adrian. Not Wrath. I don't change my mind so quick, and I sure don't lose my temper half as easy as that.
It's not in my nature to give something up.
[That's cryptic. It's also abrupt, as he stands suddenly, shoving a grin onto his face.]
Bet you still haven't forgotten where my rooms are. You know how to find me when you're ready.
[For a confrontation? For a fight? God knows, but if Adrian is still too angry to even chase after that cryptic statement, there's no point in trying at all.]
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[He doesn't drawl it out. It's an inoffensive little statement, or it might be, if the words weren't so clearly meant to prick at him. Honestly, Greed's banking on the fact they're in public right now; surely Adrian won't start a scene in the middle of a crowd. Not when his reputation isn't the only thing on the line.
He regards him for a few seconds, his expression serious, before huffing a humorless laugh.]
Little Adrian . . . you still haven't grown up, huh? Not completely.
[He leans in, his voice pitched low. Now they're attracting attention, if only because there might be something salacious in the way he's murmuring to Adrian, but Greed ignores it.]
You're a leader now. So why don't you think like one? Why don't you try thinking about just why I mighta fucked you over, instead of acting like a damn child and thinking that everything is about you? I'm Greed, Adrian. Not Wrath. I don't change my mind so quick, and I sure don't lose my temper half as easy as that.
It's not in my nature to give something up.
[That's cryptic. It's also abrupt, as he stands suddenly, shoving a grin onto his face.]
Bet you still haven't forgotten where my rooms are. You know how to find me when you're ready.
[For a confrontation? For a fight? God knows, but if Adrian is still too angry to even chase after that cryptic statement, there's no point in trying at all.]