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[notashortbean]

There is an Ed, in the bar, sitting in a booth. He seems a bit jumpy tonight, and also like he's keeping an eye out for someone - but whoever he's looking for, he probaly doesn't want to see them. Because every so often, he'll duck under the table. Hiding from someone? Maybe, but it's always false alarms

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[ways_lust]

"Are you alright, Edward Elric?"

[notashortbean]

-- hello, Lust.

"I'm perfectly fine," he says, though it's pretty much an automatic reaction there.

[ways_lust]

"I ... see. Have you come to a decision yet?"

[notashortbean]

And they were back to this. They always got back to this, eventually, didn't they?

"It's hard to trust you," he informs her, quietly.

[ways_lust]

"I have not lied to you," she says.

[notashortbean]

"No," Ed agrees. "You haven't. But giving away philosopher stones... that's a questionable move."

[ways_lust]

"It healed his leg, so long as he is here in Milliways."

[notashortbean]

"And what happens when it backfires? Does he even know it could backfire?"

[ways_lust]

"He's read the texts."

[notashortbean]

"And does he understand them?"

[ways_lust]

"He should. He's a rather bright man. I insisted he memorize the books before we tried even simple transformation of water into ice ..."

[notashortbean]

"That's sort of like saying that someone should understand that jumping off that cliff could kill them, but if they don't know, it's their responsibility."

[ways_lust]

"...

"You want me to tell him."

[notashortbean]

"Yes," Ed says, simply.

[ways_lust]

"Fine."

[notashortbean]

"Really?"

Ed seems surprised by this.