07-11-2018, 12:00 AM
He definitely wasn't ready to face Roxie, either. Not only because he didn't like how awkward their encounters were, but because he hated how he felt whenever she was around. He didn't like catching feelings, hell, he never thought he would again. But here he was, a love-sick fool for someone who probably hated his guts. If only he had read the letter, but maybe that would have just made things worse. Either way, he didn't want to face his feelings. He didn't want to get hurt yet again.
The way he convinced himself to ignore it was to tell himself that she deserved someone better. He had already done a shitty thing to her, and hopefully it had deterred her from sticking around him. She had bitten him, after all. Beings like him were made for one thing, and that one thing was destruction. They brought no happiness, only death wherever they went. He had thought he was at peace with all he did--so why was it so different now?
Staring at the wall, Greed huffs, closing his eyes briefly before the door opens and light floods in. He turns to look over his shoulder, assuming it was just one of the annoying medical people keeping him from leaving. But then he sees her face and he quickly shifts so he's sitting up. Normally he would have offered his usual smirk, but it wasn't present on his face for a change. Instead it was blank, his eyes widening slightly at her comment.
He doesn't say anything, only follows her out with no complaints, lagging behind as he carries his broken leg. Finally he makes it outside and makes his way over to her side, only lowering his head a bit at her words. Then a somewhat forced grin appears on his face. "Sorry, it's kind of hard to get around when you're crippled, yknow?"
With that, he takes a seat beside her, noticing the claw-marks for a split second before turning his eyes towards the ocean, not commenting on them. The air was somewhat somber between them, but he tried to ignore it. He was just curious to hear what she had to say to him. Probably was just gonna go on about how she hated him or something to that extent.
"SPEECH"
The way he convinced himself to ignore it was to tell himself that she deserved someone better. He had already done a shitty thing to her, and hopefully it had deterred her from sticking around him. She had bitten him, after all. Beings like him were made for one thing, and that one thing was destruction. They brought no happiness, only death wherever they went. He had thought he was at peace with all he did--so why was it so different now?
Staring at the wall, Greed huffs, closing his eyes briefly before the door opens and light floods in. He turns to look over his shoulder, assuming it was just one of the annoying medical people keeping him from leaving. But then he sees her face and he quickly shifts so he's sitting up. Normally he would have offered his usual smirk, but it wasn't present on his face for a change. Instead it was blank, his eyes widening slightly at her comment.
He doesn't say anything, only follows her out with no complaints, lagging behind as he carries his broken leg. Finally he makes it outside and makes his way over to her side, only lowering his head a bit at her words. Then a somewhat forced grin appears on his face. "Sorry, it's kind of hard to get around when you're crippled, yknow?"
With that, he takes a seat beside her, noticing the claw-marks for a split second before turning his eyes towards the ocean, not commenting on them. The air was somewhat somber between them, but he tried to ignore it. He was just curious to hear what she had to say to him. Probably was just gonna go on about how she hated him or something to that extent.
"SPEECH"