"You charge into danger so often, who can blame a guy? It must have been a hell of a night. You remember any of it?" Greed's still not sure where he is and doesn't think he can find his way around place covered in snow, but it's starting to feel familiar. Maybe he's been here for a while, because he's never seen any place that looks like this in Amestris.

"Hypothermia doesn't sound like a pleasant way to die," Greed says conversationally. Kimbley being morbid doesn't bother him at all. "Let's focus on shelter first, hmm?"

At least he sounds amused, even if Greed's gaze does flicker every once in a while to Kimbley, making sure he isn't shivering too badly.