"Shut up!" Hughes snapped, before he even thought about. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking for calm. No need to get worked up, done is done and all that. "Look, my personal life is my personal life and I'd appreciate it if you stayed out of it. You don't know me." The jibe about Gracia didn't bother Hughes in the least. He intended to tell her about anything that happened between him and Roy as soon as he was home. He knew she'd understand.

"Well, you know, you work with what you've got in here," he mumbled. He had Scar and Roy in his corner, and the two of them would probably rather stay in the institute than make any attempt at friendship with each other. But they worked together.