[ he did know what he meant, and there's a silence, as roy allows the statement to hang in the air. and he sighs (an overdramatic, exasperated sigh) before he rests his elbows on the table, steepling his fingers, to rest them against his lips. the drink ignored, now. for a joking conversation, roy looks rather serious.

which, you know. is the norm. ]

She isn't an object to be won.

[ after a long moment of thought. delicately answering the question, while also laying out his own boundary that he set for himself an incredibly long time ago. ]

I would die for her. She would die for me. No questions asked. Nothing has changed, because nothing needs to change.

[ riza is his shadow, and they're never apart for longer than a moment. not since king bradley. ]