Charity:

Charity pulled herself closer to Greed and felt his arms tighten around her. Nuzzling against him and pressing the side of her face to his chest, she could hear his heart- no, Stone she reminded herself- beat evenly and steadily behind the thin fabric of his shirt. She tilted her face up and he gave her a grin. "You going to stay here long, sister?" he asked.

"At the Devil's Nest? Probably not."

Greed made a face. "I thought you'd say that. Mind if I ask why?"

"No reason," she murmured sleepily. "It might have something to do with the soul attached to the big armor you have in the next room," she said. "Or not."

Greed groaned and rolled his eyes. "Immortality," he reminded her.

Charity wasn't impressed. "You really want to spend you're days as a suit of armor?" she laughed. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but you do know that a suit of amour can't do all the things you love to do, right?"

Greed smiled- the smile of a coconspirator. "Armor boy is just a stepping stone, twin," he breathed, "I will find the secret of immortality. Maybe if you stick around-"

"Not going to," Charity interrupted firmly. "You can't bribe me Greed. I'm not like you. I'm satisfied with my homunculus body the way it is- the way I am. It's enough. I am content."

Greed gave a sour expression, "No need to lecture, sister. But I'll tell you what," he shot her a sudden wide smile, "If I do find immortality, I'll tell you, okay?"

Charity relaxed in Greed's arms. "Alright," she relented with a laugh.

"At least stay the night," Greed pressed. "You can leave tomorrow if you want. I'm sure Martel wouldn't mind sharing her room."

"Fine," Charity allowed, then added teasingly "Not going to put up a fight with the immortality thing, huh? Are you sure you're name wasn't Kindness? Maybe you're secretly him, in disguise."

Greed scowled. "That happy-go-lucky freak? He's probably dead in a ditch now."

Kindness:

"Yo!" Kindness shouted into the crowd in front of Central Headquarters. "Has anyone seen Edward Elric?" Several people turned towards him, but all but a few gazes lingered, and Kindness suspected that that was primarily because he was shoeless and clad in a skirt and shirt that showed his stomach. "No?" he asked again, but softly. "That's a shame." He scratched the back of his head. "I really wanted to meet the shortest alchemist in the world."

"I wouldn't say that to him if I were you," a menacing, and familiar voice informed him from behind.

Kindness froze.

"Still wearing my outfit, huh?" the voice continued. "I would really think about switching."

Kindness whirled around. "That was mine, first, Envy. And by the way, that hair? I'd go with a different color." He grinned.

Envy scowled at his fellow homunculus and ran his fingers self-consciously through his dark green strands of hair. "Let's not fight, alright? I'm just here to say hi."

"Really?" Kindness asked in exaggerated disbelief. "I find that a bit hard to believe, seeing as our numbers our down by three, thanks to you guys."

Envy bit back the sadistic smile that was slowly crawling up his face. "I'm looking for Edward Elric, too," he admitted.

"Human sacrifice? Man, you guys have no life."

"Don't be that way, man. But yeah, he's our sacrifice. He's opened the gate."

"So I've heard."

"He's at Greed's place in Dublith."

"So I… hadn't heard."

Envy smiled coldly. "What are you going to do about it, then?"

Kindness began to shapeshift, "Travel to Dublith, of course," he grinned, before his mouth was a beak and his body a raven's. He took off; flapping to get some momentum, then soared across the crowds and away into the sky.

Now far below him, Envy grinned viciously. "And maybe when you're there," he murmured, "Wrath will kill you, too."