Roy Mustang is sitting in his office at Central with the door closed. Thoughts about the Elric boys in grave danger, the discovery of homunculi and his idol and boss, King Bradley, was one of them, and the death of his best friend, Maes Hughes, all keep haunting him and interfering with his work.

"Hawkeye, could come in here, please?" he asks over the intercom.

Riza opens the door to the office. "You need me for something, sir?"

"Please close the door behind you, first off." She does as he requests.

"Is there anything you need?"

"I just need...I'm at a loss here. The Fuhrer, the man I've looked up to for years, has betrayed us. Al's a philosopher's stone. The State is now after those two. Hughes is gone because I'm such an arrogant dumbass I didn't see what those brothers are searching for...what I was..."

Riza walks over to Roy and kneels on the floor beside him. "If I could just do something. I'm an alchemist."

"There's not much you can do to fix what has happened. Alchemy won't fix this, and you know it as well as I. There's something you can do. I do this too when I'm feeling lost like this. That is cry."

"Cry? How will that help solve anything? Crying can't fix..."

"It'll fix your heart. At this point, that's about all there is to do." Roy leans and folds his arms on his desk. Riza holds his hand with one of her hands and stroke his back with the other. Almost right away, Roy starts sobbing as hard as he can, forming a pool of tears upon the desk.