"I would be honest about everything; in fact, that is perhaps one of my faults. Other people want things and work hard for them shifting behind the scenes and doing everything to disguise what it is that they were working for. I'm not like that. If I want something, then I reach out and grab it."<br/><br/>His commentary was punctuated with a grin that would once more have driven home the idea that the name Greed fit him entirely too well. "Do you have a quota of souls, then? Don't worry about telling me that...I'm not going to take them. If I stole someone's soul, then I wouldn't have the slightest idea of what to do with it."<br/><br/>Naturally Greed would have wanted many things from a person other than their mere soul, but that meant very little considering his current commentary.<br/><br/>Pausing for a moment as he started to walk back through the area inside of the structure, it would have seemed like Greed wasn't used to being asked what he was. He wasn't offended at all; rather he was just not at all used to it.<br/><br/>Turning around suddenly, he once more offered her that sick grin and figured that whatever her response to him it was going to be interesting.<br/><br/>"What am I? Well, to put it frankly I...am Sin."<br/><br/>His facial expression had, once more, seemed to punctuate exactly what it was that he was saying. More than likely he figured that in all of her travels she wouldn't have met someone quite like him. His species was all around, but it was rare to meet it just like this.