Alphonse hated the enforced idleness of the daytime. He was starting to wish he'd gone outside for lunch, to at least get a change of scenery. His shower was a quick one, and he made sure to ask for a new bit of cream for his arms. It didn't sting, thankfully, as his cuts from the first night here had closed up well enough, but it still reminded him how relatively useless he'd become.

He almost wished Landel had left him in the armor.

He went back into the Sun Room and flopped down on the couch with a sigh. Next time he had a chance to go outside during the day, he was going to run laps. Maybe that would at least burn off his frustration.

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