[He's quiet for a long, long moment. Really, it should be enough to set Greed off again. His balls his hand into a fist, staring at Kimbley for a long moment like he isn't sure if he should attack or not.]

I told the loyalty officer to scan you the night I died. I thought if you turned up clean the three of us would have stood a chance.

I don't trust you, but it's like you said at the trial. You make a good attack dog.