4 years later
Havoc's three year old child was walking around with paint all over her face. What he didn't know was it was the paint his wife used to draw transmutation circles. Havoc's daughter, Rissa who had been nicknamed Reason by her mother after her first word, had just been with her mother - learning at an early age to draw the transmutation circles that would change her life. This was a secret her mother kept from Havoc ever since they first met.
"Rissa, what have you got all over you!" Rissa was the only thing, other than Riza, that Havoc truly loved. He didn't love Leanne, not even close, and maybe Leanne knew that, but she didn't seem to care. Their relationship seemed to be purely for show, and they both knew that.
"Daddy! Daddy! I was painting with mumma! I'm no good, mumma is! Mumma is!" Havoc raised his eyebrow , but instead of asking further questions he enveloped his daughter in a hug, getting paint all over his uniform. If only he had bothered to know his wife was turning their daughter into one of the things he had come to hate the most -alchemists.
Leanne walked up from the basement - an area Havoc dissliked thanks to the cold - her hand had ink as well, though it wasn't all over.
"I see you two were having fun, but i think it's this one's bed time." Havoc lifted his daughter up into his arms and carried her up the stairs and put her to sleep. When he walked down again, Leanne had already left - most likely into their bedroom.
