Scar glanced up from his food as more people began filing in. He took careful note of each additional patient, looking for his allies for no other reason to make sure that they were still alive after the day he had been gone.

He hadn't even heard whatever had killed him sneaking up behind him. Had it ventured farther into the Institute? Killed more people?

Scar's stormy thoughts were cut off as he saw a stocky blond boy shuffle in with the other patients. Clearly he was seeing things. It couldn't be...

It took the Ishbalan several moments of staring to make sure. By the time he stood up to approach the Fullmetal Alchemist, the boy had already sat down with his food. He swallowed as he approached the table. How would Edward react? How much did he remember? Lust had come here from after Scar's death, yet Scar himself had arrived after she had. What did that mean for Edward?

"They've taken you, too?" What else was he supposed to say? They had never been on good terms.

Not that Scar had ever been on good terms with anyone from back home.