Hey may be shocked, but he's not that shocked. It has been more than a week since he's used a sword, and the sword in his hand isn't what he's used to wielding, but his instincts still kick in, his arm snapping his blade up to defend. Steel clashes against steel with enough force to make the air ring.

"What's so wrong about leaving my room?" Lloyd shoves back against Ed's blade-arm, confusion melting into frustration. "Ed, you know this is the only time we can do anything! The nurses won't let us act during the day!"