[When Greed rights himself again, relieving the attorney of his weight, Klavier finds himself with a moment of reprieve. This is, naturally, right before the other man starts tugging on his pants uselessly. Unfortunately the ex-rocker's pants fit him like a glove, so the most the Homunculus is able to accomplish is yanking them down to Klavier's pelvis. This does inspire some squirming though it has more to do with discomfort than anything else.

So without further ado Klavier pushes himself up onto his elbow before levering himself onto his feet, making enough space for himself between the table and Greed to work the fastenings of his pants loose. Though it does give him some time to ponder what this is really about. While Greed seems aggressive in his attentions, the prosecutor has a feeling that this is more of an outlet than anything else and if Klavier was anyone else he'd probably have a fist in his face instead. So he's not as quick to push his pants down his legs as he might have been if that thought hadn't occurred to him.

Still not fully meeting Greed's eyes Klavier makes a go at it, another attempt to get at what's really going on before the day becomes even more sinister.] You're not here entirely for sex are you? Something tells me that you don't get that it's you I'm upset with. And I don't get it because you also treated me like shit before, because you had the knowledge that Issei and I slept together. What are you playing at? Tell me that much before I lose my nerve--you make it difficult for me to not want to think about you and just ignore you.