Lan Fan huffed angrily behind her mask and darted out the window after him. "And you think they would be satisfied without any representation for the next eight years? That isn't how these politics work and any extreme change to them will only incite a civil war--you know this." She watched him then while his back was turned, and for a brief moment she let herself forget it was Greed inside that body and not Ling... shirtless during practice, always hating too much fabric hanging on his skin.

He would have hated his royal garb just as much as Greed.