[This is supposed to prove a point, Ling thinks when Greed starts in, this is supposed to prove him so wrong so he'll concede that Greed, uh, has ears like everyone else in this bar he's babbled to at length—but Ling is too busy being stupidly, childishly giddy that Greed actually paid attention at least once. Even this rather biting call out is something!
Ling has low standards for positive attention, see. Probably not hugged enough as a young cutthroat business baby. Even his shitty fake ID being so blatantly pointed out just makes him smile a little, stupid, and he's already leaned halfway across the bar in rapt attention (while Greed goes on about what a virgin he is, well, he's not embarrassed about that either!!) when Greed touches him again and he loses track of the whole thing for a second.
Oh, then, oh—] Uh—
[That's a mental image for the ages, something else to take home with him and think about for days, that makes him blush again now.]
You'd be surprised. [no. what? huh?] I don't see what the big deal is about the alley.
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Ling has low standards for positive attention, see. Probably not hugged enough as a young cutthroat business baby. Even his shitty fake ID being so blatantly pointed out just makes him smile a little, stupid, and he's already leaned halfway across the bar in rapt attention (while Greed goes on about what a virgin he is, well, he's not embarrassed about that either!!) when Greed touches him again and he loses track of the whole thing for a second.
Oh, then, oh—] Uh—
[That's a mental image for the ages, something else to take home with him and think about for days, that makes him blush again now.]
You'd be surprised. [no. what? huh?] I don't see what the big deal is about the alley.