Alternate realities? Anise wasn’t sure she could fully wrap her head around the concept. In any case, it had the same problems as the time travel idea. Landel was just way too strong! And there was another thing to worry about: even if Anise and her friends found a way back home, would they be going back to the same place? She was beginning to have doubts.
She was a little surprised when Alphonse moved to comfort her. Anise was used to being fawned over by adults, who pitied her for going through so much at a young age. And she didn’t mind that! She’d even milk the attention from time to time. But when the consolation came from someone her own age, it felt more genuine, in a way. And that was weird.
“Um, thanks…” she mumbled, not quite sure how to react.
“A-anyway, let’s check out those tool belts!” she finally blurted out, leading the way over to the shelf. There were leather ones for $18, and cloth ones for $6. The leather ones were probably better for what she needed, but that was a big chunk of her allowance. Anise picked one up and examined it, comparing it to the ones around it. As she looked over the loops and pockets, something occurred to her. “…Hey, I just remembered. I still have a bag of metal I was going to deliver to that club. The club’s not around anymore, but maybe you and your brother could use it.”
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She was a little surprised when Alphonse moved to comfort her. Anise was used to being fawned over by adults, who pitied her for going through so much at a young age. And she didn’t mind that! She’d even milk the attention from time to time. But when the consolation came from someone her own age, it felt more genuine, in a way. And that was weird.
“Um, thanks…” she mumbled, not quite sure how to react.
“A-anyway, let’s check out those tool belts!” she finally blurted out, leading the way over to the shelf. There were leather ones for $18, and cloth ones for $6. The leather ones were probably better for what she needed, but that was a big chunk of her allowance. Anise picked one up and examined it, comparing it to the ones around it. As she looked over the loops and pockets, something occurred to her. “…Hey, I just remembered. I still have a bag of metal I was going to deliver to that club. The club’s not around anymore, but maybe you and your brother could use it.”