Chapter 12 – Old Life
With a mumbled pledge of being 'right back', Winry fled the kitchen, hiding a creeping blush and leaving Ed standing over her empty chair, full of adrenaline for a fight with an unknown enemy.
Who was she planning to meet? Why would she do it in a dress with barely enough fabric to earn the title?!
He clenched hands into fists, still marveling that the right now matched the left. His sacrificed alchemy and brother's return felt like a lifetime ago.
He turned to the empty doorway.
Was he just a frayed knot from that life? Something to tie up?