Mustang Residence, Central, Amestris - Early evening

It was rare that Roy managed to actually leave work at a normal hour. Most of his staff had as well as he'd commandeered them to go cut down a tree. There'd been a lot of whining (mostly coming from Havoc), but the result was there. A still bare Christmas tree was taking up most of his living room.

After cleaning up his study, he'd poured himself a glass of whiskey and with his feet on the coffee table, he picked up the book he'd been reading when he'd found some spare time. It wasn't the most recent research book, but most that even skirted close to human transmutation tended to be. And most of it ended up being filled with utter nonsense.