Greed wandered down the tunnels, past chimeras and pipes, like he had for the past couple days. On the plus side, he couldn't get lost anymore. He'd been around these tunnels too many times. The down side was this was all horribly boring now. He wasn't even sure why he had to do this. Supposedly it was because they were two homunculi short now, but if that was the case surely those two had been given better assignments than 'guard the tunnels'. He needed something to do, something other than walk around underground. It wasn't like anyone got past the chimeras. There was nothing for him to do though, and the only person he could talk to was the prince. It wasn't that he was bad company, but they always seemed to talk about the same things. Xing. Greed owning the world. It was a very circular conversation that was also getting old.
Shame there's no way to play a game with someone in your mind, Greed thought.
Greed stopped. He couldn't play a game per say, but that gave him an idea.
"Greed?" Ling asked. He clearly had no idea why they'd stopped.
Greed grinned, pointed teeth flashing. "Hey prince, you know that song you used to annoy me?"
"Yeah."
"Could you teach it to me?"
Within the hour Greed was singing in Xingese, in a horrible accent. It made Ling mentally grimace, but one thing was good. The sound traveled well in the tunnels, probably helped by the pipes. The entire underground was filled with the sound of Greed singing and that, Ling could admit, was entertaining.
"Listening is such . . . a pain. . ." Sloth grumbled, continuing to dig.