@snapburn : ā you think you could give me a hand? ā / for riza <333 / silent hill 2 remake starters , accepting !
how often does he need to repeat the sentiment ? riza swears he says 'do you even need to ask that ?' more times than he should to the colonel . to roy . their shared past , the paths that they travel have never seemed to diverge . even when they were apart , it wasn't for long : does roy know the extent of their shared reality , how much of it is because riza knows nothing else but loyalty to him ? his eyes peering into the room where his father and roy speak , listening in on words that were not his to hear , confiding in him when he had no one else . the colonel was the only other person with him at his father's funeral . roy was the only soldier who went back to retrieve him as everyone else began the long march back to amestris . the only constant riza has ever had was roy mustang , the north star that he follows . a promise to follow him into hell , made in all seriousness , made as an undeniable oath , a pact . the only thing riza has ever continued to ask of him is to never go where he cannot follow .
so naturally , when a fight goes uncharacteristically quiet , one where ā- despite the lieutenant's protests , he was told to remain at his post ā- riza mutters an apology to no one , a quiet breath about how he cannot obey his orders to remain where he was , and follows his steps . down a dark alley , narrowing until a sharp turn carries him further into the pitch black that must've swallowed roy . eyes had to adjust , he made them . fingers were wrapped tight around the mild steel gun , one actively on the trigger , unafraid of firing any threat he deems necessary . they almost did , too , in the direction of a groan that sounded too familiar . " colonel ? " he doesn't know why he asks , he was certain it was him . lips pull into a line , brows narrowing slightly , trying to squint until he saw him . riza waits not a second more after roy asks for a hand , reaching in the dark with the confidence he would if it was sunny out , hoisting him up by the forearm , " are you alright ? injured ? " flat tone carried the words weighed by concern , a language only him and roy speak , choosing , for now , not to remind him that he never needs to ask riza for help .
