Ed continued eating when the other boy entered the room, although he watched him from the corner of his eye. A toy car? What kind of person that age had a toy car and played with it like that? And he wasn't touching his food. It was good steak and it was going to go to waste. Ed glanced down at his own plate and the remaining bits of his meal and then over at the other boy's plate thoughtfully.

"If you aren't going to eat that, I'm still hungry," he said. "And yes, I'm an alchemist." He must have seen it on the bulletin or something. Ed didn't exactly make a secret of it. "It means I break things down into their constituent elements and then reform them however I wish," he said. That most basic explanations.