*tending to his warehouse full of basically enslaved alchemists, all of whom are busy making red stone - it's a good break from the war-mongering and general butchery*
*for reasons he is uncertain of, he followed Envy from a distance which led him to this horrific place. Investigating the facility as his heart hardens against Envy's way of life*
Well, you know~ Whatever's necessary. Not like they're worth much else. *pets a working alchemist's head absently, as though he were a dog* What brings you here? Hungry?
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