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[Waking up in a patch of grass in the middle of the woods is more of a relief than it might normally have been for Edward, or anyone else for that matter. The last memory he has of himself in his right mind is of the Malnosso, and their strange and terrifying ability to summon Lunar Rain seemingly out of nowhere. After that, he'd...

...He'd done terrible, shameful things, and he had far too much to apologize for. Which he should get right on doing.

Except he's completely lacking the level of courage needed to do that, so for a while he just sits in the grass, legs tucked against his chest, and watches the sun rise through the trees. It's... the east, right? So that means he's...

....

He has no idea where he is. Where's that journal...?]


...I... I'm in need of assistance.


[He finally returns and all he can do is ask for directions? Pathetic.

Though it'll take him some time to get home and then find the courage to do what he knows has to be done, over the course of the day he'll be attempting to visit two spots: the smithy and Winry's house, specifically, if he can't find her in the plaza. If he happens upon anyone he attacked while he was vermified, he's definitely going to apologize, too.]

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[Aldo freezes as he sees someone who looks vaguely familiar in the plaza. Only vaguely, because last time he saw him, he had black things growing out of him all over and had been trying to kill him.

Well... staring now. Don't mind him, he's trying to figure out if you're going to try to kill people again and if he should run. He really, really wished his bow had shown up in the shops.]

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[Edward doesn't notice at first, rather occupied by the fact that even in the plaza he looks (and feels) rather lost. Still, someone staring at him is kind of hard to miss, especially when that someone seems oddly familiar. Hasn't he seen someone like that befo-

....Oh god, he remembers now.]

E... excuse me-!

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Ah... Y-yes? [Well... he didn't speak before, did he...? That's a good sign, right....? Oh dear he didn't want to die again.]

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I have no idea.

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[....Wait a minute.]

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Aya!?

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[Sigmund has taken to watching the journals anxiously over the last few days - where was he? He should be back by now, shouldn't he? What's taking so long? - although now that he has what he was waiting for, he... can't seem to find his voice to answer. It's as if the thought alone makes his throat start to close up. After long moments of trying, he finally has to go and gulp down a glass of water before he can make himself speak.]

...Edward.

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[Speaking of hesitation. Edward lacks a convenient water source to try to properly drown his throat; all he can do is clear it and hope for the best. Though the status of his voice is the least of his problems at this point.

No, the more important foe to face now is a familiar one to him: awkwardness.]

...My lord...

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We will discuss this when you return.

[Sigmund doesn't actually want to discuss this. He wants to hide from it forever. Things aren't going to work out that way, though, and he knows it.]

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Ed? Is that you? [Took you long enough!]

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Sokka... [Oh boy.] ...Yes, it's me. [He doesn't remember attacking Sokka, but... what does he know about the situation? Somehow Sokka hearing about it is just as bad as the Liberation Force...]

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Good, glad to have you back. It's been way too quiet without you around. [Casually not mention the whole dying thing? You betcha.]

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Where are you? [By assistance of course, she's thinking medical.]

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...I don't know. [Poor girl. He's not hurt, just hopelessly lost.]

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... You're lost? [And she doesn't have this place memorized. Uuuuh...]

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[At the sight of her, he's at first relieved to have found her alive, and then mortified, because he has no idea what happened to her after he'd attacked her and left her for dead. Did she die too? How long had he been gone? She looks well enough, but then, so did he, really. She's staring, though, so he has little time for speculation.

There's that shame again, hitting him like Leonid's chains. He does something rather unusual for him- he steps right over to the fountain, not coming too close to avoid spooking her, and drops right to his knee, head bowed. Bad enough that he'd done this back home and attacked the Force- but Winry was an innocent, and a non-combatant. This was unforgivable.]

I... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for what I did...!

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Edward, you're oka-

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G-get up! Don't do that! I'm not-

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[It's the blue that catches Capell's eye first. Just a flash of it out of the corner of his eye as he leaves the Grocery with his bag o' apples. Only when he turns to get a better look does he realize just who he saw wandering in the plaza.]

Edward!

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[Edward glances over at the voice, and his eyes widen at once. It's a familiar face, and not just because of who he looks like, either.]

Capell! You're here!?

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[He's actually pretty surprised to see you, Ed. He still doesn't know what happened to you, but hey, that can wait. It's just great to see you.]

Aya is here too. [He rubs his unoccupied arm where she'd whacked him when they'd reunited.]