Her hands hadn't traveled too far to find the claw marks Pride had dug into his skin the night before. That would have sent her on a tailspin, which he'd be more than curious to see.
Greed looked over his shoulder, a snort following the scene. He looked the guy over a time or two, humming for a response. "Mmmmm, maybe not. I'd use him as a step stool." He looked again with a giggle, "he's so doing you in his head." Greed got a kick out of her techniques, she was more mind control sometimes where he liked to play out little scenarios.