Al nodded--a mace of her size wouldn't take much material, especially if he used the meat tenderizer for the shaft--but her second response made him pause. "You have some sort of plan?"

"He's my brother's commanding officer...or he was. We were on the run back home before we were taken here." Alphonse grimaced and shook his head. "That doesn't make any sense, I know we saw him before that! How could he have been trapped here at the same time?" Did they make doppelgangers to replace those they took? Homunculii of some kind...if the Fuhrer could be made to look human, who could say they couldn't create mimicries of them? Or humanoid machines--who knew what the doctors were capable of!