"Where do we go?" Hawkeye asked.
"Stuttgart." Al responded.
"How do you know?"
"She's always there when she's not looking for possible victims."
"Ok then." Roy turned to the ticket agent. "Drei tickite zu Stuttgart."
The train was nearly empty. The silence was a comfort to Al. Moonlight cast creepy shadows across the floor. Every time someone moved, the shadows distorted.
"Al? Al? Al!" Roy's voice jerked Al back to reality. L snapped his head up.
"Huh? Sorry…"
Hawkeye sighed. "You should have taken a nap, really."
"I didn't really feel like it." Al looked back down at the shadows. He studied Roy's shadow. From the shape of it, he could tell he was looking at him. "You need something?" He said, not looking up. The Roy-shadow jerked, startled.
"Uh,no. Not really." The shadow's head thinned. Roy focused his gaze out the window, which was stupid because all that was out there were trees.
"You like my brother, right?" Al asked suddenly.
Roy let out a strangled choking sound. The shadow engaged in a 2 second seizure. "What? Why-"
"I can tell. Just by the way you talk to him, look at him. You can't hide things well." Al met Roy's confused gaze.
"Am I really that obvious?" He rubbed his temples. "I was never really good at blocking things."
Hawkeye grinned. "I knew there was something going on. I thought it was just a phase of stupidity."
It was Roy who directed his attention to the floor this time. Although he couldn't hide his affections well, he was an expert on hiding his pain. He was slowly dying inside just thinking about Ed.