"Neither of us are what we used to be. But if you really want, the same way Lust really wanted to be human, maybe we can build a new family. From the ground up."
"No๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ!"
He shouts before he cuts himself off. Even if he never wanted to see her again, which truly, he isn't certain that's the case-
Setting that aside, he'd never turn her away now, not when that would hurt his precious younger brother more than anything.
"I'm sorry to haunt you. Maybe... it would be better if I let you live your life and live happily, without looking back."
She seems thoughtful. Like a parent, she thinks about the best thing for them. She should... vanish forever.
"I don't ... I don't wanna run away anymore. Not from my mistakes, not from you. Not from anything. I'm sick of it."
He reaches out his hand, flesh and blood, and offers it to her. A desperate, fragile branch, but one all the same.
"I dunno what we'll end up as..."
He stumbles back, and it's not until the rattling of metal reaches his ears that he realizes his arm is shaking.
"I don't-
I don't even know where I stand with you. Last I checked you were pretty dead set on killing me.
And now what? We're just all buddy-buddy?"
He flinches at her touch. It's just like when he was a kid, sniffling over stupid insignificant things.
Except, things aren't so insignificant anymore. He'd created a monster, and now it was staring back at him with the face he'd always dreamed of.
She leans gently to the side to study his face and his emotions. How strange, how easily she can read him. Is it because she was once his mother? Maybe. Does she really want to dig deeper to find out? No. Sometimes things are like that.
-
How is he supposed to feel now? What is he supposed to do? Part of him wants to reach out and feel a warmth he knows won't be there.
The other, his rational side, wants to run. To flee. Escape this thing wearing a face that he gave it like the foolish child he was.
A loud yawn emanates from the couch, a drowsy Edward slowly rising from its cushions.
"Geez, Winry. Can't you close the door a little quieter..?"
He wiped his hand, his real one, across his face, rubbing the sleep from his face.
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The door swung open with a loud clang , followed by the sound of clinking metal. Parts for the clinic โโโ ,
She kicked the door shut behind her with her heel , carefully setting down the load with Den barking circles around her curiously ,
" That should do it .แ "
//I just wanna say that my activity is spotty only because I have insane brainworms about writing Ed's dialogue specifically and I'm super perfectionist about ๐ญ