The dinner bell

Greed snorted and replied to the thanks with a, "Call my Greed, Boyo. Calling my Mister would mean I was a gentleman, and I am certainly not that." He gave a quiet chuckle before taking another large bite, interest making him watch the kid now. Was he old enough to be all alone like this? Parents might be looking for him. Should he ask? Maybe be a nice citizen? Well, what the hell, standing her in silence would get awkward and boring, plus he was just a tiny bit curious.



"Hey Kid, where's your family? Or are you already all alone in the big bad world?" Oh god, he wished this boy wasn't an orphan. He would feel terrible for an hour or two after he walked away and left the kid to fend for himself, since he sure wasn't going to let a little squirt hang around him. He had had to deal with pups before, and didn't desire to relive that experience.

Speech!