[ there's a soft 'hm' of agreement, at maes' first statement. it isn't lost on roy how dangerous these powers can be in the hands of someone awful. but it's the same as alchemy, isn't it? it's why roy, and only roy, knows how to utilize flame alchemy.

he gestures at hughes to sit in a nearby chair before he goes to a nearby cupboard, tugging it open to find some generic wooden cups, along with a few bottles of a clear liquid. once he's done with that and sets the cups and alcohol in front of maes, he shrugs out of his coat to drop it on a nearby chair. ]

No, it's not activated by transmutation circles or any particular motion. -- at least, it isn't with mine. [ and he takes a seat across from hughes, uncorking the liquid before pouring out two glasses, pushing one across to hughes unceremoniously. ] I focus on what I want to say, and how I want to make the person feel, and it happens.

[ and, before roy takes a drink, he pauses before offering out his glass, to salute. ]

-- that's going to make your tongue numb for about five seconds, I found that out the hard way.

[ and roy takes a sip. ]