Greed wasn't far behind Lust, a given as he was up her ass on a regular day. His side burned from an open wound as he pressed a hand against it, blood oozing out between his fingers. His gun he carried in his good arm, propped on his shoulder as he approached Lust. His face was covered in soot, blood and debris.
"What you didn't bake us cookies?" He clicked his tongue. "I thought you'd at least cook up a dozen before we hiked in here." Greed could have bailed out of this gig, he'd been burned once and had a lot riding on this, but if it was one thing the Sins were, they stuck together when one was shot down.