"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"I'm sorry miss," Roy apologized his hands arranging the bandage on her arm. "But I need to make sure it's tight, otherwise the bleeding won't stop, and it might fall off later, letting dirt in." Mustang gave the bandage one last wrap before tying it off. "There." He stood up and offered her his hand. He'd stumbled across her trying to bandage her arm herself with difficulty and he'd stopped to help. "So just how did you hurt yourself anyways?"









