"Black Hayate," Roy snickers and shakes his head at her with a big smirk. "Is he really that much more behaved? If I was a cute little dog I bet you'd pay just as much attention to me like that. Or more plausibly, I might behave better if you gave me some special attention sometimes."

He thinks the idea is hilarious now, oblivious to the baited questions and teasing he receives from their team back home. 'Hey Colonel. Bet you wish the Lieutenant would scratch your belly.' 'Does the Lieutenant ever put a collar or leash on you?' 'Ever get jealous that the dog gets to share a room with her?' among others; just a few of countless comments he has to look forward to remembering.

"Where is he?" Roy realizes. They're far from home, he knows that much. His head hasn't wrapped around the other planet or other technological time period detail yet but what he knows of Amestris does not feel Americana. "Did you bring him with you to Vista City?"