YOU ARE TOO MUCH - open; building base

[Roy Mustang]

"If they don't consider themselves to be members, they shouldn't be here in the first place," The Flame Alchemist commented with a frown as the melanistic bobcat made his way over. He padded in shortly after Bastilleprisoner teleported a few paces from Caboose, his gaze landing on Carolina. Roy doesn't know Carolina, Caboose, Church, or Washington that well. All he knows is that they come from a military background much like Roy, but it's not entirely the same. Whatever the four kept talking about, things he overheard while at the border, didn't sound familiar. It all sounded confusing, and when Roy demanded for an explanation, they refused to tell. And now, the three are complying to Carolina's orders, even if that means destroying a territory that does not belong to them. Roy heard Washington make a comment that he doesn't call himself a member of the Ascendants, he was sure the other three were in the same boat as him. It certainly seemed like Carolina wasn't going to dare call herself an Ascendants Observer, she barely had any respect for him or others at the border after her attack on Washington.

He glanced for a moment at Bastilleprisoner as the Seraph began to snap at them, ears pricking up. Roy agreed one hundred percent with him- they aren't allowed to destroy parts of their territory for their 'base'. They could have easily solved this problem by joining- they would have shelter in the Observatory and a roof to keep them dry. Roy understood the situation they are in is difficult- Roy himself was turned into an animal by surprise, he hadn't expected his life to be turned upside down by a transmutation incident. But when he arrived at the border months ago- he might have been cautious of his groupmates and reluctant to join, but he made the smart decision to join after he got information about what he was about to put himself into. He didn't intrude on their territory, with the intentions to make his own camp, nor did he refuse to call himself a member of Ascendants. He wasn't sure at the time if he'd come across another group that offered shelter, and complied to his questions.

So, the Lunar Lieutenant gave a firm nod at Bastilleprisoner's comment, ears drawing back to his skull. Roy didn't need to repeat Bastille's comments, instead his gaze locked on the four, eyes gleaming with disapproval.