[Some of the oddities of Roy's reactions are not entirely lost on Edward -- and while it's tempting to write it all off as Mustang just being in a mood, Ed knows better. For as often as they butt heads, Ed can't and won't deny that Roy is very sharp, that the colonel usually is a few steps ahead of where he lets on to being.

And he's wondering about that muttering now.

That said, none of this stops Edward from rolling his eyes.] And here I thought you were all about being the ringmaster. And this sure as hell isn't my circus. The whole thing pisses me off. I hate being played and strung along.

[And that's what this is, so far as Ed is concerned. Make no mistake.

Regardless of his complaining, he does start off in the direction of homebase, making sure Mustang is coming and keeping up. It as they're walking that he asks, casually as possible.] What's the last thing you remember, before you wound up here?