[What are you talking about, that's the smell of Greed looking out for his nutrition, jamming all four food groups into one meal for him. Once the door is unlocked, he pushes it open, leaving Klavier without his support backing, then steps inside to toss his blazer on the couch and set the food down.] Feelin' any better yet? [If Klavier hasn't started to get up yet, Greed will return to hoist him up either by the collar or, if he's seeming particularly lethargic, around the waist like a sack to carry towards the bedroom.]
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