15. Sigh
It was amazing what you could get used to, no matter how strange. A world devoid of Alchemy or automail; where machines flew through the air and the faces of people you'd known for years hid the minds of strangers that didn't even know your name.
This Ed could get used to; he could get used to the extremely limited prosthetic arm and leg; he could even get used to seeing great metal machines defy gravity like any bird. What he couldn't get used to was seeing his brother's face and knowing it wasn't him; and he couldn't get used to waking up in an empty bed without a reluctant puff of air fluttering his bangs.