Roy watch and Gluttony's eyes grew larger, more sad and tearful. He kept reminded himself no matter what Gluttony looked like he was almost a five year old on the inside. So he decided to ignore this creature's sobbing, hopefully without attention he would return to his happy yet ignorant state of mind.
"Trainie, you do realize your last actions were in disobediance of the direct order of a superior officer"
The homunculus nodded but said nothing.
"Such action are unexceptable, we cannot afford you doing thing like this in combat situation. This is exactly why you're taking so much time to train. If you don't get a grip on what you do you're going to end up... not being a soldier at all."
Roy hadn't really thought about what would happen if Gluttony didn't get through training. He wished not to think of what would happen to him. The military to the most part was cold and uncaring group, Gluttony could easily have ended up caged and experimented on. Roy wasn't the kindest of heart either but Gluttony was too close to a human for him to imagine as a lab rat.
"I'm sorry. I try harder next time you will see." Gluttony said, he had finally stopped sobbing.
Roy huffed a bit. "Its not a matter of trying harder its a matter of succeeding. Just remember that"
"I'm surprised I haven't heared any yelling. Has the flame alchemist finally learn to control his hot head?" Riza entered suddenly after finally cleaning her office.
"Maybe so, Colonel, or maybe I know where to direct my flames." He grinned at her.
Gluttony looked on with his beady little eyes, lost as ever... was he suppose to be yelled at or burned?
I hope I didn't interupt anything inportant but I've been given direct orders from central; We are to leave immediately. So I believe your conversation will need to be continued later." Riza informed them.
"Alright..." Roy put his hand within one of his pants pockets, he lifted from them a pair of gloves. These special gloves made of ignition cloth, a material that sparked when rubbed correctly, beared a transmutation circle. This would allow him to fight. "...I'm ready. But is he suppose to come? Roy pointed at Gluttony. "He's not technically enlisted as a soldier. Helping is one manner but being part of an obvious combat situation is something he isn't authorised to take part. So, Colonel Riza, you going to bend the rules for him again?" He ask in a joking tone, Roy knew well enough she would have to do so.
"I have little choice, I can't keep Gluttony as a trainie any longer and he apparently knows this Greed homunculus. So, congratulations Gluttony, welcome to the forces-"
-Listen to us from now on. No more "Oh I'm not good at remember things" whining or I'll light your ass on fire.
-Now there's the uncalled for behavior of the flame alchemist I've been missing.
-Hooray?
-Yes Gluttony its time to be happy, you're not a trainie any longer you're a full fledge soldier. However, as Roy stated to a level, no matter how little memory you have you must do as said from now on with no exceptions. If you disobey direct orders again you'll be punished, understood? But don't let that thought frighten you, you'll do well. I have great confidence in you."
Though Riza didn't have as much confidence in that last phrase as she suggested she still trusted in this creature enough to give him this chance.