DISCLAIMER: I know repetition is a cool literary device, but asking me to constantly emphasize the fact that I don't own FMA is taking it a little too far, you think?
Nice
In Roy's eyes, Edward was reckless, loud, argumentative, determined, passionate, fiercely loyal, short-tempered and short – everything but nice.
Nice was strolling in parks in twilight, moonlit dinners on rocky ledges, making love in silk, touring exotic places, and getting married; Edward didn't know the meaning of stroll, said dim light spoilt their eyes and Winry was still developing metal organs, didn't see the point of sleeping on satin sheets when they had to change it everyday, got into trouble everywhere he went and the very idea of the last was preposterous.
But then, who needs nice when they have Edward?