She was trying to get him to forget about his mortal toy. It worked right now because he needed her energy to snap out of whatever torture chamber Satan had put him in. They were stronger together, it was why he had called her.
Greed took deep breaths. One. Two. Three. Then released them slowly. "You're right," he whispered. He nodded quickly then went in for a kiss, more frantically than he ever had. He'd also never been so twisted inside his own head before where dreams and reality were one in the same.