"Why?" Riza asked.
"He was practically asking for it," Roy said matter-of-factly.
"Of course he was, sir." Riza sounded skeptical and the Colonel knew it. "Then again, that is your excuse every time it happens."
"That is always the reason." he said, imitating her tone.
"I'm sure," she said sarcastically, trying and failing to keep herself from rolling her eyes.
"Oh, let me guess," Roy said, recognizing the look in his Lieutenant's eyes, "I've got paperwork to do."
"Of course, sir."
"Actually I could go out and-" She silenced him with a glance as she picked up some stacks of paper from her desk.
"I know you, sir. You're still healing, even if they let you out of the hospital early. Now, actually do some of your paperwork." Riza placed the packets in front of him, a futile, but worthwhile attempt to try and make him do the work he so graciously bestowed upon others.
"Yeah, yeah."
She knew that the moment she left to make sure Winry wasn't having to deal with a murderous, ready-to-go-on-the-warpath Ed, the Colonel would either "delegate" (a.k.a. exert his authority to get someone else to do it) the work or sweep it under the rug.
"I'm going to go make sure Ed isn't extremely angry anymore. Don't let me catch you shoving it onto Fuery again. He has enough work to do as it is," she said before shutting the door behind her.
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