Episode 8 - Roy
Advice
He hated the rain. Not because it made his alchemy useless—because it was fucking wet and got in your eyes and made everything swirl together if you didn't blink fast enough. Because it beat down on you like something angry and cold and relentless. Because it made blood run that much thinner when seeping over brick and cobblestones.
He hated standing here, dripping with it, while telling a twelve-year-old boy that life sucks and then you die, only sometimes little children die even sooner because of people exactly like you.
Chin up, little alchemist. It's going to get a whole lot worse.