"Yeah, I did. I should have figured though."

Greed's explanation made sense, hitting Raikov hard. He stood there silent for a moment or two, the relization sinking in after all these years. In almost all of his relationships he was always a possession, which in turn made him possessive over his lovers. It was all he knew how to be. He thought that was how relationships always were.

The Russian ran his fingers through his hair and let out a sigh. "I wouldn't have minded if you were greedy with me..."

But Greed didn't want that.

"... The last thing I want to do is ruin our... relationship though. I'll try to ease up, if that will make things a bit better."