[Greed’s eyes follow him across the room, scooting the chair closer for use as a footrest. He did call him a liar without anything concrete; he didn’t think of the possibility of Klavier still pursuing him after that date. He’s not exactly of a mind to apologize, he still feels slighted; but he supposes he owes him something. A straight forward answer should square it out… even if straightforward is by his own definition That should at least earn him the right to stick around for a while.] Even if I get it, he’s mine. So even when he’s wrong, I’ll take his side. You can’t expect a guy as [rather than actually fish for a specific word, he makes a vague gesture with his cigarette, whirling it around. His fall back of “fucked up” decidedly doesn’t cover it well enough.] as him to be too consistent. Especially about somethin’ like that. Kid’s got issues. So I didn’t want you doing him. That’s old news.

I figured you knew why I was pissed. You got his name out of it. Or did you want me just sayin’ in public “you nailed him”?