Fanfiction dot net counts this as 110 words (without the author's note). Both I and Microsoft Word count it as 100. Hm.
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"Cheer up Roy, it might never happen." said Maes.
Roy sighed tiredly. "It already has."
"Come on... smile."
Roy shook his head.
"Not this time."
There was a long, drawn-out silence.
"I've missed you."
"I know," Maes sighed. "And there's Gracia, and Elysia... it's killing me to be away from my family."
Roy's smile was fragile. "The soldiers who brag about their families always go first, Maes."
Maes scoffed. "You always say that."
"Because it's true." replied Roy, standing up. He walked away from the grave and did not look back, lest the spectre of Maes Hughes see him cry.
