[And that does remind him of his master, because isn't that the reason she gave him this name in the first place? It dredges up the tangled mess of emotion that goes with it, the loss and the loathing and the violence and most of all the envy. He slams the side of his fist into the wall again, not all the way through this time but leaving a sizeable dent. It's easy to get him to snap, all it takes is pushing the right buttons.]
[But all the same, things are a little different here than they were in Amestris.]
I have people here.
[He's digging his metaphorical heels in, but that doesn't make his glare any less wild, or stop the slight shake in his hands.]
I could have sworn I'd already replied to this orz
[But all the same, things are a little different here than they were in Amestris.]
I have people here.
[He's digging his metaphorical heels in, but that doesn't make his glare any less wild, or stop the slight shake in his hands.]