The more she fought him the more his sinly nature fed off her. She usually pulled out the human in him, now he was barely pulling ten percent. She was popping all the floaties she had to keep her head above water with sinking quick.
Greed stuck his fingers in his ears shaking his head back and forth. "I'm not listening. No." When she was done, after she had abruptly jabbed him in the chest with her bony finger he rubbed the spot. When her mouth stopped moving he pulled her right up against him, so she was slammed against his body. He cocked his gun and fired that last bullet...
A kiss.
Whatever she said it was useless if her feelings poured out over the edge. If he fell to his knees with any kind of shock, his body's natural resistance to her 'feelings' then she was lying through her teeth.