The demon only raised an eyebrow in the Sin's direction before he went back to the contemplation of the cigar between his fingertips. Another languid pull, another long drawn out moment of silence and leaving his pet to dangle unknowingly in what was to come.
He had all the time in the world, and neither of them were going anywhere until he said they were. It would serve a proper first lesson and a step in the right direction to correct that which needed correction.
Clamping the cigar between his teeth, Julian slowly turned the chair to face Greed directly, leaning back to prop his feet up on the magnificent piece of work that served as a desk.
"Not so long as you' like to think, Avarice. You've become quite slow in your old age, and far more foolish than I've given you credit for. I've been watching you. I've been watching the lot of you, actually." The embers of the cigar glowed brightly for a brief moment in the darkness.
"Tell me, Avarice. There really is so much that we need to discuss, but first off I find that I am greatly curious. How do you think you should be punished? And really, m'boy. Please do take into consideration all of your great many failings since we last had the...pleasure of bumping into one another."