...office. “Can’t an alchemist take a break in this place?” “It’s not that bad brother,” said the ever-patient Alphonse who until that point had been silently trailing his older brother like always. “At least East City is close to Resembool, and after we’re done there we can go visit Granny and Winry.” “Yeah, cause the first thing I want to do after a stupid mine inspection is listen to Winry lecture me on taking better care of my automail.” Alphonse sighed. This wasn’t the first conversation like this that he’d had with his brother. In fact, every time the two left Colonel Mustang’s office it seemed like they had the exact same conversation. “Well you should...
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