Hmmm, while it's against my better judgment, I'm just going to put this out in the open: yes, I was Greed's partner, and yes, I did talk with Yomiel about it... at the cost of one crushed foot, mrdr..

[Clay's been keeping his mouth shut for a good while, just listening on in. But if there's any way he could help flip the bird to the Commies, then so be it.]

... Really, I don't think I can trust any of you. And what my Partner told me about seeing this whole game of ours not as an "us against them", but a "me versus everyone" made sense, like nothing has in so many wasted years.

[He takes a slurp of FunFoods.]

If Greed, whose very name implies a good, righteous me for me attitude, thought he could trust Yomiel by even so much as hinting at him that I wasn't a communist when he could've kept his own share of traps shut... I think that says quite a good deal. I don't like him, but hey, he's no commie.

... I've really got nothing else! This could just be my last night here, and I could just take this all to my grave. But if it'll ruin the Communists' plans a bit more, hey, at least I can go out knowing I did Uncle Joe proud, right?