see what it feels like to die // o - return

[Roy Mustang]

"Cleric? Are you really going to call yourself by that title after you ran off on us? Two people who needed your help died and you're to blame," The grief stricken male retorted as he padded into the scene, eyes narrowing as his gaze locked onto Radeken. What a convenient time for the thieving cleric to show her ass up here again. A few days ago, Starrynight fell off of the observatory, punctured a wound, and after Warringkingdoms did as much as he could, the leader died on them. And very recently, Hughes died while attempting the taboo among all alchemists- Hughes lost his hind legs and bled out. By the time Roy arrived, Hughes was dead and there was nothing he could do.

Roy was honestly going through a lot of grief. He knew that it wasn't Radeken's fault entirely. Roy was blaming himself the most, but he wasn't going to express it right now. If he arrived to Hughes room in time, he could have cauterized the wounds and Hughes would have survived. He wasn't going to admit it, but it was already becoming heavy on his heart. Putting his grief out onto someone else probably wasn't good, but for now, it can make him feel better for the time being. "Welcome back," The Flame Alchemist spoke coldly, ears flattening to his skull.