Dewei had stayed near the train station, so that he knew when Lan Fan would arrive. He had spotted her, and was casually walking towards her, but he stopped when he saw a pretty, (married) blond haired woman that was talking. (Winry)
"Isn't there someone missing that was with the army?" Winry asked Olivier Armstrong.
'How flattering; she's thinking about me.' Dewei smirked.
His eyes zeroed in on Winry's wedding ring. 'Married, huh? No man can treat her, as well as I can.' Dewei thought, confidently.
Dewei listened to the older, less attractive woman answer Winry. (Olivier)
"Yes, there's one more, but he's Xingese." Olivier Armstrong answered Winry.
Dewei noticed that a cute, little kid was standing beside General Armstrong. 'Interesting.' Dewei surmised. The little girl was playing with an Ishvalan officer.
Dewei glanced back at Lan Fan, and Winry. 'Should I take one, or both?' He wondered.
He moved, carefully, and cautiously, before grabbing a hold of Lan Fan, and vanishing, as if he hadn't, even, been there.
He could come back for the pretty blond later.
He had clasped a hand over Lan Fan's mouth. She struggled, weakly, in Dewei's arms; she shouldn't have been released from the hospital, so soon.
He carried her away to his hotel room. (He had it listed under another name, instead of Dewei Yang.)
