It was late in the morning after Farsey had opened up to Alphonse. She hadn't said anything to Edward the rest of that day, and it was almost noon now and she still kept her silence. Ed kept wondering if he should say something, but he couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound suspicious. Even Al began to notice the strange silence. As the three sat in their room, Al looked from his brother, who was completely absorbed in a book, to Farsey, who seemed to be trying to conceal fear as she stared out the window from her bed. Though he wasn't sure why she'd be afraid, his best guess was that the fight she and Ed had the other day is making her watch herself so that they wouldn't send her to the orphanage.
"Farsey," Edward said, breaking the silence that had engulfed them all. He put his book down, walking over to the mute. "About yesterday," He started. He looked down at the girl with sympathy. She wouldn't look at him, but kept staring out the window. "I just want to ask you something." He sat on the bed next to her. "I want you to answer me, so look at me." Farsey dropped her gaze to the ground for a moment before her dark eyes lifted to meet Edward's gaze. Alphonse watched curiously; what would Ed ask her that she hasn't already refused to answer?
It took Farsey a few minutes to acknowledge that she was listening, though Ed couldn't say anything in that time anyway. He was waiting for dizziness to go away as Farsey seemed to be Seeking for the question before he asked it. "I want to ask you why you-"
"You were there..?" She cut him off, intimidation showing in her eyes. The sympathy Ed felt turned to embarrassment. He hadn't even thought that she might try to read his mind before he could talk to her. Farsey stood up and ran to Alphonse, crying about Ed having heard what she wasn't ready to tell him. When she had broken eye contact with Ed, he fell across the bed, barely conscious.
"Farsey, what's wrong?" Al asked. She looked up at him, and he wiped the tears from her eyes. She stopped crying.
"He saw us and heard me. I didn't want him to hear me talk like that." She answered. She hugged Al's metal body. While Ed could seem intimidating, Farsey looked to Al for comfort. To her, he was like a brother. She had learned to talk to him in the times when Ed had scared her, and he had learned to listen.
"Brother was there?" Al asked himself. He sighed. "Ed, why didn't you say anything…" Farsey stood silent. She looked over at Ed, waiting for him to wake up. When he began to stir, Farsey sat next to him. She still seemed intimidated, but she forced herself to sort this out.
"Edward, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you faint." She spoke quietly when he looked at her, as if she didn't want to have to say anything. "I just got so upset. I didn't intend for you to hear that, but I didn't try to block you either. I didn't know you were there and…" She stopped talking when Ed looked away. This time he seemed alright.
"Farsey, just listen to me, okay?" He said. He shook his head. "I was going to ask you why you wouldn't tell me anything, and then I was going to tell you what I had over heard." Farsey looked down at the bed, feeling uncomfortable. For a moment, there was silence again. Edward noticed how Farsey seemed to be thinking, her eyes focused and unmoving. He put his hand on her shoulder, making her jump. He didn't make eye contact with her when she looked up. "I'm sorry." He wasn't sure whether he felt angry that she didn't trust him, yet would confide in his brother, or sad. Either way he felt, he knew it was his own fault for pushing her to tell him things she wasn't ready to say.
Farsey stared at Edward, trying to say something, but unable to make a sound. She grabbed his face, trying to make him look at her, but he resisted. He wasn't sure if she would be mad, or if she was going to tell him something out of the pressure of the moment. When trying to make him look at her failed, Farsey sat on the floor in front of him and tried to look him in the eyes, yet he turned his head. Alphonse watched her follow his head, trying to speak, and couldn't help but laugh as Ed made her go in circles around him. When Farsey could see his face, she could see he too was smiling as she struggled. Out of sheer frustration, Farsey pushed Ed backward onto the bed and held him down by his shoulders. He couldn't help but look at her, or keep his eyes closed. Since she had already spent a good amount of time trying to talk, he finally let her. He smiled at the frustration she had as she held him there.
"It's my turn to talk now." She said, lightening up. She kept Ed pinned, just to be sure, but she wasn't upset that he had been trying to avoid her. "I was going to say, it's…" She sighed, which seemed strange since Ed could only hear it, but her mouth stayed closed. "…It's okay. I was upset at first but now I know it's okay that you heard. I know what part of my life you are now, so… So I guess I can tell you more now." When it seemed like she had no more to say, Ed pushed her off and sat up.
He began to seem more like his usual self again when he smirked and said, "About time you trusted me." Farsey smiled, all traces of fear and discomfort gone. "Now, why don't you start from the beginning?"