I just think it's good for my skin and my health if I'm not falling asleep on top of a pile of grease, it's not that I don't appreciate the gesture...[alright, he feels a little bad about that especially since Greed went through that trouble for him. And so he stands up and crosses the room where Greed is standing]...leaving already? After all that discussion about what I choose to do in my bed? [And without further ado Klavier lands a kiss on Greed's cheek] I don't want you walking out of here thinking I'm not appreciative.