Silence so short yet so pregnant with hope and joy and love and such a slew of overwhelmingly positive, open, unGreedlike emotions bled into a single drawn out beat of a laugh as his mouth stretched as if to show off the sharpness of his back molars. "...Heeeeeeeeeeeee."

Drinks be damned. He sat his bottle and his glass aside, smacking the empty armor hardily on the back. "Great! You finally came to yer senses! That desperate for some help on this Promised Day thing, huh? I'm already six steps ahead of ya! It's a deal! Help make me immortal, and I'll use that immortality against whatever little bitch you need to stomp over there! Now, lay it on me!"


All of this was said while preparing to shield, entirely expecting to be spear handed through the chest by Envy, disguised as Alphonse Elric. That excitement, too real to be faked, was more at the prospect of another chance to crush that enemy down again.