It was finally time to seal the deal…
Thankfully, Greed had a way of stitching his clothes back together. It wasn't perfect, but he had his pants and Under Where back and intact.
The two still sat in Ximena's room, sitting on comfortable chairs Greed had summoned.
About twenty minutes had passed since 'that' wrapped up.
Greed's hair was disheveled. Her powers suppressed. Instead of her usual dress, she wore her crop-top and jeans.
She leaned back in her chair and summoned an ottoman; she placed her bare feet on it.
"Well, then. Juniper should be here any moment with Pykon, so let's wrap this up."
Vale smiled.
"Of course."
After adjusting his pants and socks, Vale said:
"I know you may not like this, but let's ignore the Aether. Now that I know why you let me get it and the subsequent repercussions, I don't feel too inclined to let you have it."
Greed rested her hand on her fist.
"Ah, bummer."
Then she added:
"But I expected as much. Go on."
