“Well, I would believe they exist also if I were to witness it.” Roy confirmed. He was a man of fact, not myth. So if something lived and breathed in front of him, then you know what? He believed it. Take Barry the Chopper. He’d of never believed it if he hadn’t seen him with his own eyes.
Al fell in that camp too.
“I would like that. You can actually reach out to the Brightford councilor’s offices. I will be spending most of my time there during the weeks.” Roy finally mentioned. “Though, if you would much rather less formal, he nudged his head in the direction towards his house. “I will be happy to greet a neighbor to my table for some good ole fashion education.” -- “I will have to contact you soon. Perhaps bring you a house warming gift.” Acantha gave Roy a firm head nod. “To welcome you to the neighborhood.” She glanced off back towards the houses. “Well I best leave you to your relaxation. Education will have to wait, I have other errands to attend to. It was nice meeting you Roy.” She looked back at him with a polite smile before she turned and started to walked back towards the path that lead up to the houses.
What an interesting man. Roy Mustang. The new councilor of Brightford. Acantha was intrigued, by him and his form of magic. Alchemy? They definitely could learn a lot from each other and their worlds.