Disclaimer: FMA belongs to Arakawa Hiromu
Twenty-nine: Existence
Mustang liked to think that his existence made a difference. He liked to think it, but . . . sometimes he wasn't entirely sure that it did. After all, what had he achieved in his life? Sure, his goals were lofty, and bringing peace to Amestris would truly validate his existence, but that was all if Everything Worked Out.
No, if he didn't end up achieving anything, he wasn't sure that his existence would have truly meant anything at all. Hawkeye's existence, however . . . Well, it meant everything. Every moment she remained by his side she brought him that step closer to finally achieving everything, and he was grateful for every second of it.