In Fascination

He was fascinated with Roy's gloves. They had arrived in a box address to Roy. Maes had spent a good amount of time, staring at the box. The gloves were so pristine and the only markings on them were the array that was red. It really was such a contrast.

He had asked the see the gloves once. An awkward silence had followed and Roy wasn't mad per say. He just looked really surprised. It was the first time Maes could remember him looking surprised.

Roy had taken the right glove off and offered it to him. Maes had accepted it and held the glove in his hand to look at it. He then looked over at Roy. He wanted Roy to explain.

He didn't understand what the array meant.

He didn't understand how Roy used the alchemy with his gloves.

Roy smiled.

And Maes was glad that Roy understood. He listened as Roy explains, showing some demonstrations as he explained.

And for that he was grateful.