[ so they haven't made it yet. and roy digests that, for a moment, mulling over the information given to him. he has no idea how that's happened, but judging from edward's response . . . he isn't bothered by the missing gaps in memory.
interesting.
most of the story that roy has is happy -- truly. it's a happy ending. but certain parts of the story, edward and alphonse don't need to know . . . like roy going through the gate, and witnessing the truth, and that entire ugly nightmare. that can wait, if it ever gets resurfaced again.
but he can impart a piece of knowledge that he knows will set edward's mind at ease, and roy speaks casually -- lightly, even, with the tone of "i know something you don't know." ]
Brigadier General.
[ the correction is said with the knowing tone that No One is going to actually call him that ]
I was in Ishval, with Lieutenant Hawkeye, headlining the rebuilding effort, following the fall of the Fuhrer. The last I saw of you and Alphonse, you were in Resembool, enjoying your newfound freedom from the grip of the military.
[ he pauses, and glances behind him, to ensure no pigs were following, but as he does so, roy continues: ]
Celebrating your success, I imagine, in getting your bodies back.
[ he says it so casually that he may as well be talking about the weather, but the slightest grin is there. ]
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interesting.
most of the story that roy has is happy -- truly. it's a happy ending. but certain parts of the story, edward and alphonse don't need to know . . . like roy going through the gate, and witnessing the truth, and that entire ugly nightmare. that can wait, if it ever gets resurfaced again.
but he can impart a piece of knowledge that he knows will set edward's mind at ease, and roy speaks casually -- lightly, even, with the tone of "i know something you don't know." ]
Brigadier General.
[ the correction is said with the knowing tone that No One is going to actually call him that ]
I was in Ishval, with Lieutenant Hawkeye, headlining the rebuilding effort, following the fall of the Fuhrer. The last I saw of you and Alphonse, you were in Resembool, enjoying your newfound freedom from the grip of the military.
[ he pauses, and glances behind him, to ensure no pigs were following, but as he does so, roy continues: ]
Celebrating your success, I imagine, in getting your bodies back.
[ he says it so casually that he may as well be talking about the weather, but the slightest grin is there. ]