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[granny_pinako]

How on earth did I wind up here of all places?

...

Ah well, as long as I'm in central I may as well make sure Winry fixed Ed's arm up right this time.

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[nearerthesun]

...Granny...

[granny_pinako]

That's Auntie to you short-stack.

[nearerthesun]

Right, right. Sorry.

It's been a while, huh?

[granny_pinako]

[looks at him a little oddly] You only just left with that Alex Louis Armstrong fella a week or so ago; it hasn't been that long.

Still, a letter to let us know how you two are doing every now and again wouldn't kill you would it?

[nearerthesun]

...I see... no, it's been... you won't believe me, but it's been months.

Well, no, but mail won't go out of this place.

[granny_pinako]

The post office is on strike?

[nearerthesun]

Well, no, it's this kind of weird thing... we're stuck in some kind of alternate universe, um, transdimensional thingy. We can't get out.

[granny_pinako]

... [takes out her pipe and inspects it a moment before getting it ready to smoke]

An alternate reality, hm?

[nearerthesun]

...you're not too bothered by this, huh? *Not surprised.*

[granny_pinako]

Life's to short to spend it worrying about things I cant control. decides to change the subject completely now]

How's your arm feeling?

[nearerthesun]

It's great. I've been staying out of trouble. I swear it hasn't been broken since that time with Scar please don't sic Winry on me.

[granny_pinako]

[nods] Good, good. Fixing her tools after she beats you with them is a bit of a hassle.