Oh she was definitely there. He'd hopped up to the top of a tree behind the shack but he knew that there were only seconds to spare before she unleashed her glorious wrath upon him. Out of habit the man shielded his hand up to the elbows, though he found for the first time that his inability to choose whether to have claws or not was an inconvenience. He was at a disadvantage against her in so many ways, and somehow that made things exciting. No risk, no reward I guess Greed thought to himself, his breathing shallow and excited as he wondered just what direction she was going to come from.