The baby stuck out its bottom lip when Satan talked to her. She started to cry, but when Greed cooed at her lightly she clung to his chest with a face full of spit bubbles. She rested her head against him. "You're not taking it from me." He kept a protective hand on her back soothingly.
Then Satan turned to Zoe and Greed's eyes were sharp. "That's the nanny." He spoke off-handedly. Not usually his type so Satan shouldn't expect anything. "I stole her with the baby."