Vale was no fool.
He wasn't going to fall for the deception provided by Greed's personable presence.
There was obviously something she wanted from him.
That 'something' was still eluding him.
Perhaps it was simply his trust. An illusion to lull him into a false sense of security for future gains.
Perhaps she wanted Vale to pawn off Salome or Mias.
But…
If Greed could save Ximena…
Vale tried to hide his desperation as best he could as he asked:
"What would you seek in return?"
A quiet sound slipped past Greed's lips, measured and pleased.
"Now you're speaking my language…"
Greed cast a glance at Vale's pink Dungeon Core, then once again called forth her replica throne and sat on it. She held out her arm for Vale to sit in his own throne.
Then, Mias made a chair of smoke and sat equidistant from them.
Vale adjusted his seat, then sat down and muttered "no" under his breath to dismiss the status screen.
Greed leaned back in her throne and said:
