Kimblee sighed, looking into the array at the pile of blood and squirming limbs. Maybe this hadn't been such a great idea… trying to resurrect something he lost… of course what he wanted back had been this before, so he hadn't given a thing to get him back… will and personality was far less expensive than a soul… all he had done was gather enough flesh, present it to the gate, and here was… was…
"Greed?" he said curiously, and it blinked a filmy, purple eye at him.
"Greed." he said, convinced. He leaned down to pet a random place on it, and it began to purr. Kimblee's hand was wet with something that smelled like alchemy, and he curiously licked it, and wrinkled his nose… it tasted just like… He blushed and looked for a mouth.
He found a tongue, and figured that was close enough, and placed a bit of red stone on it. The thing sucked it into its hole (mouth?) and then stuck its tongue out for more, firmly poking Kimblee's palm. Kimblee was sure he had succeeded now. He fed it the entire handful, and sat back, watching as the flesh drew together, and started to become a body. It was vague at first, a basic shape, but slowly became more and more like the shark he had spent months with, then turned around and betrayed.
It stood, on shaking legs, and the two regarded one another. Gold met violet, Kimblee's scowl and Greed's indifference, a shark's eyebrow raised, and a demon finally looked away.
"Welcome back."
"Are you the welcoming gift?"
(A/n: Does this even make sense?
Oh well, I think I'm proud of it.)