Roy was feeling better- well enough to work, at any rate, so despite the fact that he was still coughing a bit, here he was. Assured by Winry that he was no longer contagious, he didn't wear a mask, although he felt like he should be.
Ah well.
He looked up as Alfons entered, not noticing the suitcase at first. "Guten tag, Alfons. I see you're feeling better, at least," he said, not realizing that this was not the one he knew.