HOME SWEET HOME -- p, roxanne

[guts]

There were a lot of people who acted differently than they felt, and he could be considered one of them, too. He had always felt like something was missing, like there was some hole inside him that needed to be filled. So he sought out materialistic things, like money and food. But it was still there, aching. At some point he had just accepted that it was going to be that way for a long time. At least until he reached his goals.

Greed huffs as the animal's removed from his tail, quickly scooping it up and rubbing at the marks left by Kal's teeth. Oh well, he didn't really need it, anyways. He gives her a somewhat shaky grin, simply shrugging off her apologies. "It's all good. Better than having my paw gnawed off, anyways," he jokes with a wary glance towards her pet. Needless to say, he nearly bumps his head again when it makes a move for him before being caught by Roxanne again.

Now that he was safe from it's wrath, he relaxes again, listening as she asks how he's been. "Heh, well, with all things considered, I'm pretty good. Being with a lovely lady is always nice, too," he'd never let up a chance to be flirty, after all. "And how about you? That egg doing good?" he was pretty curious to see what would hatch out of it, hopefully it would happen some time soon.

"SPEECH"

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