[ Blue lapel, dark eyes, the fall of dark hair nearly in those eyes. Roy Mustang is staring deep into the Hitomi. There's something in his face, muscles taut with tension, jaw set. Whatever it is, he doesn't want to talk about it. ]
Lieutenant! Fullmetal!
[ A substantial pause, as if he's waiting for a response. ]
Scar!
[ Another pause, while his eyes
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