Good. I expect you to live until you’re old. Maybe even haggard.
[ It’s not a joke, he means it and genuinely expects her to live up to his order.
Roy returns her gaze, wishing he’d kept his hands where they’d been, drowning in her chocolate eyes and stifling the urge to lean into her and kiss both eyelids to feel them beneath his lips.
Instead, he straightens, chest out and shoulders back.
The elevator stops at the floor leading to the Up. Mustang tilts his head to indicate they should exit now. ]
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[ It’s not a joke, he means it and genuinely expects her to live up to his order.
Roy returns her gaze, wishing he’d kept his hands where they’d been, drowning in her chocolate eyes and stifling the urge to lean into her and kiss both eyelids to feel them beneath his lips.
Instead, he straightens, chest out and shoulders back.
The elevator stops at the floor leading to the Up. Mustang tilts his head to indicate they should exit now. ]
I apologize, Lieutenant. Where are we going?