[Edward's eyebrows shoot up when Mustang corrects him on his rank. That alone has the wheels in Edward's head spinning. Okay, so Roy is from further in the future than Alphonse if he managed that kind of promotion. And yeah good luck getting Ed to remember to ever call him that. Ever.]
Of course you are.
[It's nearly groaned but, then Edward falls silent, listening. Too curious not to. Rebuilding? The fall of the Fuhrer. Freedom from the military. Those all sound like unquestionably good things. So much so that at first it's difficult for Edward to believe them.
He knows though, knows these aren't the sorts of things that Mustang would lie about, joke about. He's trying to put the pieces together between that outcome and the "present" as he knows it, wondering how long the road was to get there. He almost misses what Roy says next. Casual as it is.
But then the words sink in and Edward Elric freezes mid step. He turns wide gold eyes up to Roy and there's almost trepidation in his tone. For once he actually looks his age, younger and more vulnerable than he'd be happy to think of anyone actually seeing him.]
...what did you say? [It's almost hard to get the words out, like his lungs aren't cooperating with providing adequate air supply.]
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And yeah good luck getting Ed to remember to ever call him that. Ever.]Of course you are.
[It's nearly groaned but, then Edward falls silent, listening. Too curious not to. Rebuilding? The fall of the Fuhrer. Freedom from the military. Those all sound like unquestionably good things. So much so that at first it's difficult for Edward to believe them.
He knows though, knows these aren't the sorts of things that Mustang would lie about, joke about. He's trying to put the pieces together between that outcome and the "present" as he knows it, wondering how long the road was to get there. He almost misses what Roy says next. Casual as it is.
But then the words sink in and Edward Elric freezes mid step. He turns wide gold eyes up to Roy and there's almost trepidation in his tone. For once he actually looks his age, younger and more vulnerable than he'd be happy to think of anyone actually seeing him.]
...what did you say? [It's almost hard to get the words out, like his lungs aren't cooperating with providing adequate air supply.]