The sun shone off of her golden hair through the window as Riza awoke to be temporarily blinded by sunlight. As her eyes adjusted, she looked to the white-wall hospital room bottomed off with white tiles with black lines. Her eyes moved upwards towards the clock which was at 12:30. She'd overslept. Both her and Roy hated it when either one of them overslept cause that meant work piled up more than usual. Roy...her thoughts drifted back to him again. That had been happening more and more frequently after The Promised Day. It wasn't her fault. Or at least that's what she thought as she sat up in bed and looked to Roy who was across from her to her right.

He still seemed to be sound asleep, much to Riza's surprise. Then again, he usually kept his eyes closed so as to not frighten people with his blindness so she couldn't really tell if he was asleep. He was sitting up just like she was though he was leaning against some propped up pillows. She figured he'd been up most of the night making the necessary arrangements for he and Havoc's surgery.

Soon. she thought Soon he'll be right as rain. And we can get out of this blasted hospital.

To Riza the blindness didn't matter. To her, he was still Colonel Roy Mustang: war buddy and her closest friend. The two of them had changed a lot since the war in Ishval. For one thing she grew out her hair which made her chuckle softly at the thought of it. They'd now had survived fighting Homunculi and the Promised Day. Now here they were cooped up in a hospital until Havoc arrived. Her neck was wrapped in light bandages to cover up the still healing scar on her neck from when her throat was slit open by the gold-toothed doctors thugs.

But as she looked at Roy a feeling came over her that had been popping up every now and again over the days, all the way back to about a week before everything that had transpired during The Promised Day. Whenever she looked at Roy, he looked more handsome. Granted a lot of women thought Roy was handsome but lately he looked different to her from everyone else. She couldn't quite place her finger on it but whenever their eyes made contact she felt very warm all of a sudden. She recalled one instance where she looked in the mirror when they talked one time and found herself blushing. She dismissed it at the time as her feeling ill.

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Roy's yawning and she gasped softly as he shook his head to wake himself up. He then looked in her direction and opened his eyes, which were glazed over as if some white foil were draped over them. No matter how many times she saw it, it still troubled her to see him in such a state. His hands were also noticeably bandaged. And she knew the reason for that all too well. It was the second time in a row she'd almost lost him and she didn't want to re-live that moment. Her frightening memories were temporarily quieted when Roy sighed and then spoke.

"Morning, Lieutenant." he said.

"Morning, Colonel." Riza replied softly.

"What time is it?" Roy asked.

Riza paused for a moment as she glanced back at the clock on the wall. It was now 12:33. She felt a tad embarrassed as it dawned on her that she'd been sitting in silence looking at Roy for three minutes.

"It's three minutes past twelve, sir." she finally said.

Roy groaned in irritation. "Great. We overslept. Knew I shouldn't have stayed up that late."

"Don't blame yourself, sir." Riza responded "These things happen. Especially when you're in a hospital."