"But he could deal with some string I think. I think I have an idea considering that," Aya said softly, looking past Ken again. "I think these people forge the weapons out of materials the recipient is expected to gather."

He had been following the message board rather religiously ever since his arrival. It wasn't his style to respond to anything, but he'd read every bit of stupid information he could get out of the scribbled notes. And now, even against his own desire, he was well aware of a love triangle between three probably younger 'patients', also knew someone 'heartless' liked to 'rp pirate dates' and that Kadaj, who he had met briefly often made a hobby out of annoying others with his sharp tongue. Along all the useless information, sometimes he did catch something important as well.

"Someone called colonel Mustang has been posting notes few times. Ask your roommate if you think it's useful." Aya glanced at Ken, studying him for a moment before leaning back on his chair and picking up few slices of bellpepper from his tray to nibble on.