For once, no one came over and asked him the redundant question ("Are you all right?"), which he was exceedingly grateful for. He didn't know what that said about the people sharing the room with him. Either they didn't care, or they knew there was no point in bothering with pointless inquiries.
"That's fine," Roy responded shortly, his breathing still shallow and erratic. He doubted he would be able to make anything for anyone else, which meant that this man's order was going to take up two nights, but he could most likely "cash in" on that in one way or another.
It appeared that he had managed to form a proper weapon for him, since he didn't even voice any complaints. He was inwardly pleased by that, even as he tried to work through the fatigue that was overtaking him - it meant that he still had that skill that had gotten him a place as a State Alchemist, weakened as he was.
Re: M1
"That's fine," Roy responded shortly, his breathing still shallow and erratic. He doubted he would be able to make anything for anyone else, which meant that this man's order was going to take up two nights, but he could most likely "cash in" on that in one way or another.
It appeared that he had managed to form a proper weapon for him, since he didn't even voice any complaints. He was inwardly pleased by that, even as he tried to work through the fatigue that was overtaking him - it meant that he still had that skill that had gotten him a place as a State Alchemist, weakened as he was.