Disclaimer: If I were Hiromu Arakawa, I probably wouldn't be broke.
Age
Pinako Rockbell has always made automail. But now she's slowing down, and really, Winry isn't half bad at it. It feels right when she thinks that someday soon, she'll pass on the business to the girl.
Her granddaughter. It's been long years since Pinako's son was killed in the war, longer since he was born, and she can still remember as if each happened yesterday. In between are Winry and two small boys that feel as much Pinako's as Winry does.
Pinako sticks her pipe in her mouth and thinks that it's no bad thing to watch the years pass.