Mreow, too much angst!
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It didn't matter that Al had said that it wasn't my fault. The reason for the false body that Al occupied, that was my fault and nothing can change that. My brother's comforts, small and minimal as they are, make the guilt I feel grow. For every reassurance that Al offers me, my heart breaks a little more.
My own brother... Look what I did to you. The last of my family. No longer able to breath; enjoy the comforts of your life.
My little brother who I was supposed to protect and watch over. I had done the unthinkable to him but still, every moment we share. Every time we go out for the military. Every time I fall back a step in our search for the stone. Alphonse, you would just accept it. Al wants his body back and has instilled all his trust in me, his older brother, to fix everything for him. His hope that my own limbs would be restored reminds me everyday how selfish I was. Selfish enough to try to bring back my mother and selfish enough to forget that I still had family. The way he trusted me then and the way he trusts me now.
Don't worry Al; I won't abuse your trust anymore. You are what is left of my family and I won't forget this like I forgot it before.