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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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That doesn't mean we can't try. And if it truly can't be avoided -

Well you're a good man! And if anything it's worth it. Because who would be stupid enough to give up the friendship of a good guy over something he can't help?

[...He's a good man? News to him D8]

If they value their lives, they should at least consider it.

A good friendship is worth it. And you never know! Whatever it is that - Maybe there's a solution.

[And this is about when he feels kind of... pathetic and embarrassed and argh. Well, moreso than before.]

There used to be a solution... but I wasted it.

What do you mean wasted it?

This... what happened to me... it's a disease, from my world. Because of the lunaglyphs, and a special rain that falls. A few months ago, I found the medicine that could have cured it, but... I used it. I made something that should have prevented it, but it didn't work.

You tried though, right? You can't be blamed for that.

...I'll... try to think of it that way.

Ah! I was wondering if you could help me with something!

[Help? Hey! He can help! He totally owes her anyway ,-_-]

Certainly. What is it?

Do you know of any heat resistant metal?

And if you could help me modify a design for something akin to a gauntlet that would be great.

Do you mean, a metal that can withstand extreme heats, or one that won't burn to the touch?

Won't burn to the touch. A friend has requested I make him something, and he uses the fire spirit.

Normally metal is strictly conductive, but... where I'm from, a metal by the name of mercurius has the elements of Casandra, the nation of water. That might work well enough if it were to be padded with fabric.

Do you think there's any way to get our hands on that kind of metal here?

...I have some, yes. [He'll have to melt his own stuff down, but it's a small price to pay.] It shouldn't be a problem.

You'd really be willing to... just give it to me?

Certainly. Why wouldn't I? [Dude, he cut you open. Giving you some metal isn't much of a payback.]

W-well it's a special kind of metal from your world. If I were you I probably wouldn't want to just give it up. But if you're sure...

[It's okay, Winry, he's a metalgeek too |Db He lifts a hand at that, though, unfastening one of the plates protecting the back of his hand, and offers it out to her. The metal is a beautiful sparkling blue, with curves and designs covering the surface; it's obviously a piece that had a great deal of work put into it.] This is mercurius.

It's... amazing.

It's very rare and sought after on my world, since Casandra is such a dangerous place these days. Working with it can be a challenge, but the outcome... [He gestures at the plate.] It's well worth the effort.