Zoe didn't mean to but she winced when she saw his face, "I'm fine.. how are you?" she asked since he was the one that looked like his face had been hit by a truck. And she knew how muscular Greed was, she didn't want to imagine what his hands felt like when they weren't being gentle.
"I hope you don't mind me dropping by like this but I was worried and you don't have to let me in or anything but--" she held the small box of pastries and the tea and coffee out to him, "Breakfast?" she shook her head, rambling, "I didn't know if you'd want tea or coffee, I got one of both..." she shut up and tried to smile. It was more than breakfast, it was a peace offering, even if she wasn't the one who threw the punch.