The compassion in Renji's eyes hurt to see. Ed prided himself on needing nothing and no-one. Just Al and himself. That was all he'd needed since mother had died. And seeing that made him feel weak and useless and incredibly childish for feeling that way. He swallowed thickly and nodded, staring down at the table for a moment while he composed himself.
He started when Alfons touched his shoulder and then smiled at him gratefully. "Yeah, sorry," he said quietly.
He licked his lips and then looked back up at Renji. "There's someone here called Envy. He's the one who..." he let the thought trail off, hoping he'd get the right idea. "If you meet him, then run."
He stretched his flesh arm, rolling his shoulder before reaching up to massage the other one where the automail joined. Not being able to move it made it ache, especially trailing like it was. He lifted it carefully, setting it on the table just to take the weight off for a while.
"My room's M28," he said, smiling weakly at the older man. "I need to get my arm fixed first, but if you come there, I can make you a weapon."
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He started when Alfons touched his shoulder and then smiled at him gratefully. "Yeah, sorry," he said quietly.
He licked his lips and then looked back up at Renji. "There's someone here called Envy. He's the one who..." he let the thought trail off, hoping he'd get the right idea. "If you meet him, then run."
He stretched his flesh arm, rolling his shoulder before reaching up to massage the other one where the automail joined. Not being able to move it made it ache, especially trailing like it was. He lifted it carefully, setting it on the table just to take the weight off for a while.
"My room's M28," he said, smiling weakly at the older man. "I need to get my arm fixed first, but if you come there, I can make you a weapon."