--- Thank you, Thaimys! ---
7. Cold.
"Winry, are you cold?"
"Nope, I'm good."
I looked pointedly at her pale bare arms, where goose bumps had risen. "That doesn't look like it." I said.
"Really, I'm not cold." Her eyebrows mashed together the way they did when she was either annoyed or worried. I figured the first. But I wasn't going to drop it. I slid off my jacket. "Here, put this on."
"No, Ed. It's cold out here, and-"
"Ha! You admit it." She bit her lip, and I put the jacket over her shoulders. "Just take it, Win."
She hesitated, then pulled it closed around her. "Thank you." She said quietly, leaning lightly on my shoulder. I hesitated, then returned the slight pressure.
"You're welcome." I replied in an equally quiet voice.
Who knew waiting for a train could bring me any closer to her than I already was?