So this is for 520 Bingo @royedpalooza, for the “Since when?” prompt, but I am curious if anyone had “Tierfal writes Breda/Havoc because of ??? reasons ?????” on their general 2022 bingo sheet. I sure didn’t! XD
It’s such a gorgeous day that they don’t even make it halfway down the front steps of HQ before they both give in to the urge to sprawl on the white marble and sunbathe in the last of the light.
Heymans props his elbows up on the step above him and kicks his right leg up over his left knee, swinging his foot.
“Ten thousand cens,” he says. “Final offer. Last chance.”
“No way,” Jean says. At least he turns his face away before he blows the cigarette smoke skyward. “You know who bets that kind of money against the likes of you?”
“Stupid people,” Heymans says.
Jean points the glowing end of the cigarette at him. “Exactly. Even if I had the cash to burn—c’mon. If anybody could get—” He pauses and glances around them, but Hawkeye proceeding down the stairs with her arms full of files is the only soul in earshot. “—Mustang and Fullmetal to finally stop dancing around it, it’d be you. So like hell am I gonna bet against you on some shenanigan like that.”