"It, ah, went all right. I found someone who was willing to protect me, and I lent him your knife... and we found a toolbox, and some other things too. And I met some people, as well. So all in all it was all right."
Then he took a deep breath, turning to look at Edward. This was awkward, and he averted his eyes, not quite able to look at his friend, but... he did speak again. "I, um... were you all right, Edward? With your arm in that state... and, um... with the tools Fox and I found, I could try to repair that, or at least make it easier to move..."
He ran his hand through his blond hair, feeling like he was losing momentum. "And I'd kind of like that. Your arm being fixed, I mean. I didn't really meet any monsters this time, but if they're out there, then..."
Alfons felt like a terrible coward, skating around the issue like that. But what more could he do? Maes was there, and it was so public, and Edward looked so guilty...
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Then he took a deep breath, turning to look at Edward. This was awkward, and he averted his eyes, not quite able to look at his friend, but... he did speak again. "I, um... were you all right, Edward? With your arm in that state... and, um... with the tools Fox and I found, I could try to repair that, or at least make it easier to move..."
He ran his hand through his blond hair, feeling like he was losing momentum. "And I'd kind of like that. Your arm being fixed, I mean. I didn't really meet any monsters this time, but if they're out there, then..."
Alfons felt like a terrible coward, skating around the issue like that. But what more could he do? Maes was there, and it was so public, and Edward looked so guilty...