[Unexpected; the homunculus gives a good, solid grunt with that knee to the gut, followed by what might be the bastard child of a cough and a laugh. Even if he's hardy, it's a human enough reaction. Kneeing him feels like kneeing anyone else would. Greed doesn't even make a belated reach for him, still holding the other's shirt with an iron grip as he watches him slip away. Then he turns to face him, tossing the shirt aside. There's no immediate move to follow or to say anything, letting the tension build, seeing if Klavier will try to diffuse the situation, seeing if he'll feel genuinely threatened enough to go with the flight response or if, put under enough silent pressure, he'll go for fighting, for something more than pure self defense.]
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