「ᴢᴡᴇɪ ۞ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ - post-lunch break 」

[transmutates]

[ The video comes on as the device is jostled, showing a whirling and brief view of the infirmary before it settles (in a very awkward angle) on Ed and Madam Pomfrey, the woman in charge of the castle's medical ward. Irritation is vivid in Ed's features, whereas worry and frustration are etched in Pomfrey's. They seem to be arguing over something

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[buildyourworld]

[While he does not trust Edward -or anyone else for that matter- at least this one has enough sensibility to preserve his own mechanical arm the right way than to rely on unknown substances. He's also interested in learning about the technology differences of their world.]

If you allow me to look at your prosthetic, I might be able to determine what sort of bio-grease it uses.

[transmutates]

[ Forgive him, T-chan, for the slightly skeptical look. Being from the future is one thing, but if Tieria isn't familiar with automail, he's not sure he'd want even Tieria looking at it. ]

Kinda look we talking 'bout here?

[buildyourworld]

[That's fine, Tieria isn't expecting Edward to willingly show him his arm. It's not as if he was offering to just help per se. He's a lot more interested in learning about the prosthetic than actually helping Edward, a stranger he barely knew.]

Mechanical engineering is something I'm familiar with, if your arm isn't build with any peculiar technology, it wouldn't be hard to tell what sort of bio-grease it needs. If showing me isn't what you are comfortable with, then that's fine.

[transmutates]

Hm...

[ A pause as he considers Tieria's offer. ]

I'll tell you what: I'll consider it and let you know in a few days.

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[buildyourworld]

[He nods to acknowledge Edward's decision.]

Contact me when you have decided then.