Chapter 35 - Torture
He'd vowed not to tell her about the callous scientists who had injected, dissected, and interrogated him—how their drive for greater alchemic knowledge left them monsters worse than those of Central's Laboratory Five. His new scars could just be attributed to misadventures that proved memorable and benign. He had already made up several stories should she ask, sprinkled with just enough danger, to explain the worst ones.
"They wanted state secrets," he said simply. "And I wouldn't give any."
Winry shifted and met his eye. Knowing swam in her gaze, compassion and insight making her desire to hate waver.