Ed raised one eyebrow at the lines Hughes spouted, not quite believing what he was hearing. "Please tell me you're making those up." How could anyone possibly write stuff like that?!

His eyes widened when he saw Alfons approaching, and for a moment, he really felt like making a run for it. He regretted what he'd said, but it was still difficult looking at someone who was so much like Al, even though he knew Al was here. He shifted uncomfortably on his seat, concentrating fiercely on his drink.

Ed tensed when the other boy sat down opposite him, forcing himself to stay still and not fidget.

He gave Alfons a slightly guilty look before staring back down at the table. "Morning, Alfons."