[Normally it wouldn't escape Blake's attention that Greed's obviously close by, but these aren't normal circumstances. He starts at the knock on the door and steels himself as he stands to answer.
The door swings wide. Blake's room is pristine, maybe more so than usual, if Greed's ever been privy. He clears his throat.]
[action]
The door swings wide. Blake's room is pristine, maybe more so than usual, if Greed's ever been privy. He clears his throat.]
C'mon in. Thanks for comin'.