“Of course I do. It would be foolish to turn my back on a potential ally. I meant it when I said I owe you. I can’t do you a favor right now, obviously.” Mustang looks down at himself, naked but for a paper bag, “But if you need one in the future, let me know.”

Roy smiles a little, but it falls away, and leaning into the other man, he thrusts his wrists out to be freed. “These Earth people, are they the natives who brought us here? Has anyone tried to escape? Does anyone know how to use the tech they used to bring us here? I left people behind who need me. It’s important.”