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Things One Cannot Understand
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She was serving directly under the Fuhrer. The words hit him like wall of bricks, nearly sending him staggering back in his seat. Roy's hands clenched each other in an iron grip. The others were gone, too, sent to random parts of the country. He was powerless enough as it is, but he had taken her from him as well. The realization that his effort to prevent something like this from happening had put her deeper into enemy territory sent his mind reeling. It wasn't supposed to be this way. Bradley had said he'd been allowed to live so that he could understand the situation. All that was going on in his head now thrust him further into confusion.
"…That is how it is. I'm sorry, Colonel Mustang."