Ed yelped and rubbed at the back of his head, thankfully remembering to use the hand that didn't have blood on it. A quick moment of reflection told him that he had it coming. Not that it was going to stop him from opening his mouth.

"Given how much that dress of hers shows off, I doubt she'd mind that much," Ed said as he had a moment of his memory filling in just how much it showed off and oh god, was he starting to blush? What was wrong with him? He took a hasty sip of his juice and hoped Scar didn't notice.