Aug 6, 2015
Throughout his long life, Greed had come to accept some things about himself. After all, he was what he was, and there was no changing that. That being said, what he was was a flirt, sometimes. There wasn’t any substance to it; what homunculus would bind themselves to a human? To anyone at all?
All smiles, the homunculus edged up closer to the rather handsome person he’d spotted. “You don’t look like a happy camper, buddy.”