It was crazy to think how much Aaliyah has grown, she was already almost six months old. It feels like it was just yesterday when Roy ran across her in the territory, when she was far too young to speak or walk around by herself. She had been so tiny, and now- she is about half of his size. Without a doubt, she is inching towards independence- she can walk around on her own, speak her own mind, and show off her personality that makes up who Aaliyah is. Roy's quite proud of the young lady she growing up to be.

Roy felt tired, his body screamed for slumber, the clear tiredness in Roy's blue eyes. Today Roy had been patrolling the territory, tolerating and dealing with joiners, and so on. While that might not sound tiring, it can get that way- especially if you didn't get sleep the previous night before. So, Roy knew that it would be for the best if he went to his room and went in for the night. He didn't need to check on Aaliyah as much anymore- she was a young lady who is almost a fireball, he can't baby her around as much as he did when she was a kitten. But when Roy entered his room, he froze when his eyes landed on his bed.

Aaliyah was snuggled in his bed- she certainly seemed comfortable. Back when Aaliyah was a lot smaller, Roy didn't mind finding her on his bed when he turned in for the night. He was able to rest beside her, but now- she's a little too big for this. And a little too old for it as well, she has a perfectly good bed that she can use for slumber. A sigh escaped his lips, tired eyes blinking as he made his way over to her. "Aaliyah," The tired Flame Alchemist said, as he attempted to gently nudge her awake, "You need to go to sleep in your own bed."