[That was a little more comfortable than Greed was prepared for him to be; his shoulders stiffen briefly, staring down at him, then around the office as if expecting a third party to have materialized to watch his reaction.

Well, they are alone. Still mechanical, his arm raises, giving the blonde an awkward pat on the head, probably pushing a little too hard with his hand.] Not 'just.'

I wanted to see you snap. Who else's gonna push you? But, even if you don't snap, there's other reasons to push you...