"I'm fine really." He grumbled taking the sweater but not putting it on. He was a human furnace right now, his skin would crawl if he put on anothwr layer.
Seeing as no one was taking the couch, Greed flopped down as if he lived there, spreading his arms across the back of the couch. The lights flickered again, but they didn't stay on.
"Got Ny food?" He asked Zoe, flashing his phone light in her direction. "I'm starving." It was if he hadnt just battled hurricane winds to get there. Now that he was warm, he would just make himself at home.