"I intend to," Dias replied with a slight nod. There was no point in his wasting the opportunity Celes had given them for the night, after all. And he'd taken care to make his answer ambiguous; he could have been replying to any of the things she'd said, or all of them.

With another nod to Hughes - who, despite not knowing very well, Dias trusted; if Mustang had, then he would do the same - he slipped out of the room again.

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