She'd had him for two years – a whole two years, while he adjusted to having two arms again and Al settled back into his body – and still she didn't want to let him go.
Winry watches the train disappear in the distance, feeling her heart swell as the words he'd said to her replays themselves over and over again.
Give me half of your life… and I'll give you half of mine!
But now he's gone again, and she doesn't know for how long.
"That's alright," she says quietly, smiling with no sadness. "I'll be here when you get back."