Another mouthful of Whiskey, swallowed hard when Roy asked about Ling. Bastard. Avoiding.

"Ling and I were only friends." He was only lying by omission, there. The man was infuriating to deal with half the time, not to mention that Ed had absolutely no interest in staying in Xing at all. It was hard to tell now if he was blushing, or if it was just from the alcohol. And, well, Lings dark hair made imagining others in his place much easier.

"He just.. has no boundaries," Ed muttered, before realizing what he'd said. Hoping Roy didn't hear, he finished his drink while mentally cursing. Fuck.