It takes Maiza a moment to remember who Firo's referring to, and he nods. "Yes, like him."

He can't help but laugh quietly at Firo's comment. He can sort of understand how his friend feels, and he thinks he can agree, too. But he also remembers that how he acts now is much more suited to his old status than how he had used to before becoming an alchemist.

"It was a long time ago. I don't think I ever liked my upbringing much, and my father certainly did not appreciate me either. Unhappy as I was with the state of the city and rebelling against him, I started a group called the Rotten Eggs. I suppose I've always had a tendency to be involved with gangs."